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 thursday, may 24Youth wants to know Fuck you (Harvey Keitel) prompted the following comment: "why fuck you H.K? He seems a nice guy? Or do you want to have sex with him? Oris he too old for you? And do you know him first hand or only thropugh his films? In other words: why the fuck you HK? Youth wants to know." HK? Hong Kong? Why are they grumpy about Hong Kong? Hello Kitty? I love Hello Kitty. Hello Kitty reminds me of Princess Dorothea Blanche Champ, aka Dot, the deaf, white wunder kitty of my university days. How could one dislike Hello Kitty? It took me a second to realize that H.K or HK was in fact, Harvey Keitel. To answer the questions. Yes, Harvey Keitel is a nice guy. No, I don't want to have sex with him. I can't imagine having sex with Mr. White or the Wolf? Can you? It's too bad that BlogVoices is kaput or I might just ask you to answer that. No, I don't think Harvey Keitel's too old for me. It's quite the opposite. I'm most likely too old for him. Movie stars seem to prefer young women. Much younger women, whose various bits still continue to defy gravity. I don't know Harvey Keitel first hand, other than passing him on the street in TriBeCa. I was teetering, he snickered, hence the mental "fuck you." I think we're done with Mr. Keitel. Don't get me started on Tom Cruise.
Michelle is my hero. And you thought it was just urban legend. A panicky couple gets stuck during sex and is rushed to the hospital for disengagement. Roy Lichtenstein, Self-Portrait, 1978 The day before yesterday? Take flight. |
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