(Say you're the only one left at work, and suddenly a massive thump hits the loudspeaker/vent thingy embedded in the ceiling tiles of your particular office.
And then a scrabbling sound.
!
! ! !
Fuck this, I am so leaving.)
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True story: yesterday, my boyfriend asked me if I thought the Governess was hot in real life. Reluctantly, I said, "Yeah, probably."
i look like a cross of martha plimpton, hillary duff, and the crypt keeper. only more bloated.
You're really not helping... that'll probably just make it worse.
the crypt keeper does have a certain sex appeal, i'll give you that.
Well, The Object of my affection just told me "See! Now all the mystery is gone! Unf. the problem now is that such a fab mashup of likeness is inCREDibly sexy..."
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