CHRISTINA: Oh my God.
MANDY: What, what?
CHRISTINA: You are GIANT.
MANDY: Maybe you're just small.
CHRISTINA: Maybe, Gargantua, but you are TALL. You are a tall drink of water. Except you're wearing black, so I guess that'd be unfiltered water.
MANDY: Your dress interests me. It's very graceful and interesting, and yet it also looks like my bathtub after a shower, with all the hairs that fell out of my head lying tangled on the porcelain.
CHRISTINA: Poetic, Luke Skyscraper. And yours kind of looks like a cross between Angelina Jolie and Mary-Kate Olsen. With a dash of nightgown. I don't know what to think.
MANDY: I think, somehow, we might BOTH be rocking it.
CHRISTINA: You might be right, Tallda Swinton.
MANDY: Okay, enough with the names, I get it. I'm tall.
CHRISTINA: Seriously. Your legs START practically at my boobs!
MANDY: Let's just throw this to the poll and call it a night.
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