
Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

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@astrid-stjames
Come again? Was that sentence even english? I understood every word individually, just not the general idea once assembled together. Well, not out of the window… not per say. You could experience that smell, except it would make you a monster. The designer in me can only agree with that statement. Well you pretty much always look good, so I don’t doubt you would. Although would there be a place for someone who does have his sense of smell? Hmmm…I was hoping so.
Pfft, I speak perfectly good English, thank-you. I'm basically saying that I like you guys enough but apparently, trying to be both funny and eloquent doesn't pay. It would make me a monster? How? Gosh, what a line. You should see me in the morning...oh wait, never mind. A little place for that guy, yeah. Well, I hate to disappoint.
What’s that about?
It's sold as a young woman's memoirs about her time spent as a fille de joie during the eighteenth century. It's considered one of the first erotic novels and is, in my opinion, far better than the 'Fifty Shades of Crap' this customer asked for.
James Dean reading «The Complete Poetical Works», from James Whitcomb Riley (via Famous With Books)
"Do you, like, have Fifty Shades of Grey?"
No, but I can direct you to some actual erotic literature that isn't based off a middle-aged woman's wet dream. Fanny Hill, perhaps? It's a real bodice-ripper.
Well, well, well, if it isn’t denial. You just suppose so? Calling Kurt and I your boys seems a lot when you’re only supposing I could be right about liking us. Mhmm, really? At least now you’re sure you’ll never lack imagination. That’s a good thing. Oh what makes you say that? I wouldn’t mind having you in bed dressed a la Marilyn, then.
Anderson, I'm not at liberty to deny myself the company of two very spectacular men and I don't believe in starting now. Well, at least the prospect of experiencing that fresh, new baby smell is clearly out of the window. Call it a director's prerogative to have imagination in excess. Don't you think I'd look good inheriting the Earth with all my anosmiac friends? Well, well, I think I could arrange that.
@astridwarriorqueen: say cheese, motherfudgers. #thenextannieleibovitz #hahanope
I have my bias, and you like me all the same for that. Astrid Ygritte Saint James. Ah, but you wouldn’t have to taste it, just imagine what it could taste like. Otherwise you would have an awful lot of flavors to try. Mhm, it could be, no one ever managed to quite pinpoint what it was, so, yup. just the big-girl perfumes, sounds already more than enough.
Well, I suppose you could be right about that, Jon Snow. Ugh, so much imagination required for one little sense that I'm not beginning to miss. I'm quite sure anosmiacs will inherit the Earth someday. Well, Marilyn Monroe did say that all she needed to wear to bed was Chanel No. 5.
Ah, on my adventures to Neverland, I must say—I missed you most, Asteroid. How are ya?
And did you have fun there? Naturally though - I'm very missable. I'm pretty darn good, sensei. Just chillin' like a villain.