August 19, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
Not that I keep track of such things, but one headline grabbed me this morning:
Really? No Shit. You don’t say. I mean, they’ve only done this a few thousand times. I mean, at this point it’s like the boy who cried wolf. No one will believe them until it actually happens. And then they might pull a Don Johnson/Melanie Griffith and get back together a few times and then she’ll finally leave him for good for Antonio Bandera, until a few years later when she’s so distraught over getting older before her man that she gets really, REALLY bad plastic surgery and gets her lips injected with collagen as a last-ditch effort to look good and she ends up looking like a duck and he leaves her anyway.
Ahem. Sorry. Got carried away there. I guess I do keep track of such things.
As you were.