tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post7298532224308503252..comments2007-07-03T13:30:35.137-07:00Julie Goes To Hollywoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12884694303085891898juliewords@sbcglobal.netBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-25743056718756483962007-07-03T12:15:00.000-07:002007-07-03T12:15:00.000-07:00Julie -- go shop for shoes with me and see how far I get around haThe Moviequillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05907495425005130797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-44794093151082950232007-07-02T17:31:00.000-07:002007-07-02T17:31:00.000-07:00Doug, LMAO.<BR/><BR/>MQ, you sure get around!<BR/><BR/>Chad, I never much cared for JT but "Dick in A Box" turned me into a believer.Julie Goes To Hollywoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12884694303085891898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-21725579584657848272007-07-02T12:13:00.000-07:002007-07-02T12:13:00.000-07:00So THIS is what Justin meant when he sang "Dick in A Box."<BR/><BR/>Boy do I feel stupid now...ChadDarnellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06680235602330461334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-88834450195333304022007-07-02T12:09:00.000-07:002007-07-02T12:09:00.000-07:00I was at that Antiques Roadshow taping, I wore a bright red shirt so I could see myself and yes, I did follow the camera around, but alas, I think some of my best work ended up on the cutting room floor as I only caught a one second glance of myself... we brought some of my wife's stuff for appraisalThe Moviequillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05907495425005130797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-85089136513324391242007-07-02T08:54:00.000-07:002007-07-02T08:54:00.000-07:00"I'll take indigenous lovers for $1000, Alex"Doughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-9286679501147393322007-07-01T18:57:00.000-07:002007-07-01T18:57:00.000-07:00Hmm. Sounds like a Jeopardy question, Alex.Julie Goes To Hollywoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12884694303085891898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-58020997474194913722007-07-01T18:40:00.000-07:002007-07-01T18:40:00.000-07:00Amen, but won't the help speak only Chumash?Doughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-11445608331926043462007-07-01T13:28:00.000-07:002007-07-01T13:28:00.000-07:00If I have the lavender farm by then, you are definitely on my crew, although I get first pick of the hot Cherokee dudes. Deal?Julie Goes To Hollywoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12884694303085891898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-57059296446913233222007-07-01T12:32:00.000-07:002007-07-01T12:32:00.000-07:00Next summer I might move to LA. We can live together. And eat penis loliipops all day.<BR/><BR/><BR/>It's bittersweatly good to know finding a man in LA is just as hard as finding one in NYC.<BR/><BR/><BR/>...but at least we have those penis popsicles.just mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15663723046451628228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-2245595361120249772007-07-01T09:49:00.000-07:002007-07-01T09:49:00.000-07:00I would sleep with her once, casually, as part of a larger slumber party with her prison bitch friends from Camp Cupcake. In the morning we would make brioche french toast and cocoa before going lobstering off her back porch and riding the grey stallions she painted her house to match. Like I say, folks, very rich fantasy life here in Hollywood.Julie Goes To Hollywoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12884694303085891898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-25471151520050589522007-07-01T09:40:00.000-07:002007-07-01T09:40:00.000-07:00Next time, toss the fries in the freezer overnight -- THEN stick in the oven.<BR/><BR/>Martha's got nothin' on me... 'Cept money.<BR/><BR/>UnkUnkhttp://www.unknownscreenwriter.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14756370.post-70435101958191426572007-06-30T21:48:00.000-07:002007-06-30T21:48:00.000-07:00It's gonna be okay, Jules. Remember, they call it "turnaround" because it always does :)<BR/><BR/>Just promise me one thing: that you'll never ever sleep with Martha Stewart. Amen.David C. Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05369777617818130098noreply@blogger.com