Pikture this...
"He walks into the bookstore, leading her by the hand. They must've been together for long... I don't see the passion in their eyes. I don't see him looking at her like he would have when they started...
It's a bookstore they're in. The kind you'd find with plenty of magazines from around the world. But it's nice, cause they've got fantastic books on sale all the time. Yes, so, back to the magazines. They walk... they stop. And where do they stop? You wouldn't be able to guess.
He leads them to the shelf, the shelf containing Men's Magazines. And I don't mean the Fitness section. He probably should've though, waist size 38inches perhaps? He reaches for Esquire, he places it back, he bends down 20 degrees, tilts his head down and reaches for the bottom shelf. It's everyone's favourite FHM Singapore. She holds his hand still.
And I have no idea..."
Girls, please tell me what the fuck is a woman doing with a man who doesn't give a damn about her feelings when it comes to reading men's magazines? For the love of God, have some dignity and slap him on the arm or something.
Watching: The Host
Holy shit, it's the first korean movie I think is pretty decent.
Listening: Meds - Placebo
Still
Reading: Flowers For Algernon by Daniel Keys
I haven't started but I bought it already.
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Slap on the arm?! That's not dignity. That's pathetic. Dignity can only be asserted with a slap on the face. Nothing less. And yeah!! Flowers for Algernon. Fantastic! - Ed.
p/s: Danielle Steel is a female soapy romance author.
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