by NavinR » Thu Mar 05, 2009 7:35 pm
From The Jerk:
I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half. I have it written down, but I can show it to you tomorrow if you want to see it.
Why are you crying? And why are you wearing that old dress?
Because I just heard a song on the radio that reminded me of the way we were.
What was it?
"The Way We Were."
First I get my name in the phone book and now I'm on your a**. You know, I'll bet more people see that than the phone book.
[in bed]
You look so beautiful and peaceful, you almost look dead. And I'm glad, because there's something I want to say that's always been very difficult for me to say.
[pause]
"I slit the sheet, the sheet I slit, and on the slitted sheet I sit." There. I've never been relaxed enough around anyone to say that.
Now be totally honest. You do have a boyfriend don't you.
Kind of
I know this is our first date but do you think the next time you make love to your boyfriend you could think of me?
Well I haven't made love to him yet.
That's too bad. Do you think its possible that someday you could make love with me and think of him?
Who knows maybe you and he could make love and you could think of me.
I'd be happy to be in there somewhere.
"Don't Whine, Don't Complain, Don't Make Excuses"
John Wooden
