CHARLIZE: Hey, Stuart?
STUART: Yes, Charlize?
CHARLIZE: You know how they say couples who are together a long time start to look alike?
STUART: Yes, Charlize.
CHARLIZE: Well, you're doing it. Right now.
STUART: Oh yes, Charlize?
CHARLIZE: Yes. My lip-pursing sourpuss thing. You're doing it. And did you HAVE to wear a skull-and-crossbones shirt on the same day I'm wearing my lace-up pirate frock?
STUART: Yes, Charlize.
CHARLIZE: Even our skin is the same color. You've clearly been using my bronzer.
STUART: Yes, Charlize.
CHARLIZE: What's next? My flats? My lip gloss? My coif? I know I'm hot, but isn't this a little Single White Female-style extreme?
STUART: Yes, Charlize.
CHARLIZE: And is agreeing with me all the time part of your plan?
STUART: Yes, Charlize.
CHARLIZE: Well, here's one for you: Are you NEVER going to work in anything interesting again?
STUART: Yes, Charlize. ... Wait, what?
CHARLIZE: HA. Gotcha.
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