“I love you like my left ovary.”
This, coming from a chick you’ve only just met, is a pretty high compliment in my book.
I’d never have heard this if I hadn’t been struck by ‘Yes Man’ – Jim Carrey’s latest film. An invitation into town for a young wan’s birthday party on a frosty winter’s night while up the duff and unable to drink would normally have me gushing excuses; let alone the comfort-zone thing, there’s the fact that I’ve nothing pretty that doesn’t involve elastic to wear. No energy or cash either, but hey… sometimes when you say ‘Yes’ to things, you get led to situations that can be pretty damn interesting.
She was a corset-dealer from Connemara with long black-is-the-colour hair, she wore a candy necklace and drank red wine from the bottle with a straw, and I’d never have met her if I’d been sitting around on my arse at home.
Don’t you just love films like that?
HAPPY NEW YEAR T’YIZ ALL!!