Selectively Bitchy

…hormonally-controlled and ranting about it…

Manwich with a side of Colin Farrell

I’ve always thought of Colin Farrell as one of the biggest douches of my generation but for whatever reason (and a big lack of touching and all-things-sexy this past weekend), I found myself in a staff kitchen break-room leaning over the sink while dirty bastard Colin had his way with me from behind.

And it was quick and I didn’t really remember too much of it (probably better that way, or else I’d have to take a scalding hot shower and shave off a layer of epidermis just to feel somewhat clean again).

And it was after I woke up from  sleeping with Justin Timberlake in a white sleeping bag  on the scratchy carpet of an office.

And that was after I had wonderful romp with Hugh Jackman in another sleeping bag, which was conveniently placed beside Justin’s sleeping bag.

And I still woke up this morning, feeling completely unsatisfied.



  Miss Rosa wrote @

Wow, chickie. I’m thinking we need to find you some satisfaction before you start meowing like a crazy cat in heat. We might have to lock you in a room if that happens.

  LiLu wrote @

Mmmmmm… that still doesn’t sound like a horrible way to wake up, though.

Though if I had my pick of a Colin, I’m going with Firth.

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