Talking to an LA friend last night, who has met George Clooney, and spent some time in his company ( how did I not know this? perhaps it's because they knew if they told me I would sit on them until they told me every last detail, like how does he SMELL? and is he FUNNY? He must be - look at 'O Brother Where Art Thou?' ), and this I know is a really long and poorly constructed sentence, but bear with me because there is a great payoff:
He's really nice. A good friend. Compassionate and caring. And nice. Did I mention that he's nice?
But how does he SMELL? Never mind -
You don't want me to sit on you, do you?
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does litwit know about this?
;)
Annie, you should so be published, I love the botanical suicide post.
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