Monday, February 25, 2008

Waitress.


Jenna: I Hate My Husband Pie... You take bittersweet chocolate and don't sweeten it. You make it into a pudding and drown it in caramel

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Jenna: I don't love you, Earl. I haven't loved you for years. I want a divorce.

Earl: [laughs] Well, that's not a funny joke. You got this new baby here, you shouldn't be making jokes like that...

Jenna: I want you the hell out of my life. You are never to touch me, ever again; I am done with you. If you ever come within six yards of me, I will flatten your sorry ass and I'll enjoy doin' it.

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