![]() And you ask yourself "Wah happened?" I'm gonna tell you "Wah happened?" You got just what you wanted. Then WHAM BAM, you're writing letters to dear abbey and you're burning black candles at midnight. You go into them with your eyes open, knowing all the limitations, accepting them maturely. They break down into three major categories: married, just in for the weekend (wink) terminally straight. (drags on his cigarette) There's another group you gotta watch your food stamps around: The hopeless. ![]() ![]() Well face it, a thing of beauty is a joy 'til sunrise. It's the daylight you gotta watch out for. Now, I ain't sayin' I never fell for a pretty face, but when les jeux sont fais gimme a toad with a pot o' gold and I'll give you three meals a day, cuz honeys, ain't no such thing as a toad when the lights go down. See, a ugly person who goes after a pretty person gets nothing but trouble, but a pretty person who goes after a ugly person gets at least cab fare. I think he's underestimating my wheedles. Y'know a shrink acquaintance of mine believes this to be the root of my attraction to a class of men most subtly described as old and ugly. And God knows I've been young, but never the twain have met. ![]() It's my biggest problem because I've never been young and beautiful. Arnold Beckoff: I think my biggest problem is being young and beautiful. ![]()
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