Sunday, January 25, 2009

Because life is never like the movies.


Jack Twist: Brokeback got us good, don't it Hoss?
Hoss Cartwright: I don't know how to quit you.
Jack Twist: And to think it is only 1968.
(Brokeback Bonanza, The European Version, 1968)
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5 comments:

TitusonceknewagirlfromNantucket said...

Hoss was gay wasn't he?

I read that somewhere in my gay handbook.

January 25, 2009 at 4:43 PM
Trooper York said...

That's why everytime he was about to get married the girl would get run over by a horse or choke on some bacon or something.

The only thing more dangerous in Hollywood was to be the fourth guy to beam down to the planet with Krik, Bones and Spock.

Or if you married Robert Blake.

January 25, 2009 at 4:46 PM
TitusonceknewagirlfromNantucket said...

I watched Witness For The Prosecution last night and Marlene Dietrich was a total babe.

She fucked the guy the first night she met him and it was like 1950. You got a respect a women willing to put out on the first night in 1950.

January 25, 2009 at 4:51 PM
Ruth Anne Adams said...

Titus: The most famous dirty limerick begins There once was a man from Nantucket...

If you know the rest of the poem, you must know that it cannot be a girl.

January 25, 2009 at 5:59 PM
Meade said...

Emails, I get Emails...

Someone sent me this the other day:

A female law prof from Nantucket,
met Meade who thought he'd really struck it.
"Clint Eastwood he's not,"
said she, blushing hot,
"But at my advanced age,
hey, why buck it?"

Completely inaccurate, but cute.

January 26, 2009 at 12:30 AM

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