sad panda, revealed. hollywood, stay away!
You
Most likely. Sorry, dude, but it’s probably true…
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i’m finding this site entertaining. mostly because it makes the point that so called “hipsters” hate everything that lives, breathes, exists, obviously including themselves.
….and we’re back.
Being trapped on an Air France plane for 12 hours solid meant that I acutally got round to finally watching this. This was not the film poster for Les chansons d’amour
last night’s magic confirmed once again that i am completely enamored by texan tall drink of water, andrew pettitte. my mom refers to the “jim” character in truffaut’s “jules et jim” as “andy pettitte” because i mean, we don’t know that actors name. imdb tells me that i should, it is henri serre. oskar and jeanne sort of win in the fame game there, but mr. serre shares remarkably similar bone structure to my andy. but can jim win a record setting number of postseason games while he beds ladies, writes poems and polishes cigarettes with lovely femme fatales (NAMED KATE?)? andy can do both.