And Hugo brings down the hamma, albeit gently. Good for him for not being a total weasel.
Now we brace for the goodbye kiss to end all goodbye kisses, which won't conclude until a gate agent and security guard forcibly peel Dawn off of Hugo.
Boy, Dawn can't take a hint. Hugo just needs to tell her "au revoir" and run to the the passenger check in. She's into this summer romance way more than he is.
Time for Mary to break out the salmon square and kelk muffins. Either that or Dawn will be singing country and western tunes in the shower.
A good song for Dawn in the Charterstone Jukebox would be Lovefool by The Cardigans. The song is about a girl begging a guy to love her and he has no interest in her. Sound familiar Dawn?
Moy's dialog for this entire affair has shown two vapid people ignoring everything each other has said (Understandably. It's all been pretty bad) while connecting physically.
If that's what May was trying to show, great. I suspect we will soon learn otherwise.
Ugh. Dawn is just as dreadful as her father. Needy, clingy, entitled and completely unaware of her own loathsomeness. May she never spawn (and, given her track record, she won't. Whew!).
meg! So good, I almost didn't realize it was a skit from SNL! The French version of "Happy Days" meets "Friends", Marie Antoinette, and Madeline (complete with 12 little girls in two straight lines). Hugo is going to have a blast! Back home, Dawn gets a part-time gig as a house painter.
Dawn. If he's the guy you want to be in a relationship with, and long distance doesn't work for him, it's not going to work at all. Use your brain. If you have one.
“[Paris] cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.”
"...But I’ve got a painting job to do, too. Where I’m going, you can’t follow. What I’ve got to do, you can’t be any part of. Dawn, I’m no good at being noble, but it doesn’t take much to see that the problems of [two] little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you’ll understand that....Here’s looking at you, kid.”
I hope there's a really hot French flight attendant that checks in Hugo at the gate and they flirt mercilessly, right in front of Dawn who is also right there at the gate, just like we could do 20 years ago.
I'm going to be contrary today. We can all agree that Dawn is stupid. But I think Hugo might be the most obnoxiously vacuous twit Karen Moy has ever presented. Don't go away angry, just go away.
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Hugo’s welcome home party in Le Bistro, the bistro, with special guests.
https://preview.tinyurl.com/HugoinParis
And Hugo brings down the hamma, albeit gently. Good for him for not being a total weasel.
Now we brace for the goodbye kiss to end all goodbye kisses, which won't conclude until a gate agent and security guard forcibly peel Dawn off of Hugo.
Then come the tears. This is going to get ugly.
-- Scottie McW.
Hahahaha Meg!!!! Love it!
Boy, Dawn can't take a hint. Hugo just needs to tell her "au revoir" and run to the the passenger check in. She's into this summer romance way more than he is.
Time for Mary to break out the salmon square and kelk muffins. Either that or Dawn will be singing country and western tunes in the shower.
A good song for Dawn in the Charterstone Jukebox would be Lovefool by The Cardigans. The song is about a girl begging a guy to love her and he has no interest in her. Sound familiar Dawn?
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled
"This Is So Romeo And Juliet, But, Like, Minus The Death Stuff".
Not!
You!
Either.
Sorry.
Moy's dialog for this entire affair has shown two vapid people ignoring everything each other has said (Understandably. It's all been pretty bad) while connecting physically.
If that's what May was trying to show, great. I suspect we will soon learn otherwise.
Maybe this long-distance relationship won't work for YOU, but I can make it work all by myself!
Ugh. Dawn is just as dreadful as her father. Needy, clingy, entitled and completely unaware of her own loathsomeness. May she never spawn (and, given her track record, she won't. Whew!).
meg! So good, I almost didn't realize it was a skit from SNL! The French version of "Happy Days" meets "Friends", Marie Antoinette, and Madeline (complete with 12 little girls in two straight lines). Hugo is going to have a blast! Back home, Dawn gets a part-time gig as a house painter.
Dawn. If he's the guy you want to be in a relationship with, and long distance doesn't work for him, it's not going to work at all. Use your brain. If you have one.
I'm trying to come up with a zinger movie quote.
“[Paris] cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.”
"...But I’ve got a painting job to do, too. Where I’m going, you can’t follow. What I’ve got to do, you can’t be any part of. Dawn, I’m no good at being noble, but it doesn’t take much to see that the problems of [two] little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you’ll understand that....Here’s looking at you, kid.”
I hope there's a really hot French flight attendant that checks in Hugo at the gate and they flirt mercilessly, right in front of Dawn who is also right there at the gate, just like we could do 20 years ago.
I'm going to be contrary today. We can all agree that Dawn is stupid.
But I think Hugo might be the most obnoxiously vacuous twit Karen Moy has ever presented. Don't go away angry, just go away.
Today’s secret message is spot on, Wanders.
Dawn has an unconventional (to put it mildly) understanding of “realistic.”
Tomorrow: Dawn follows Hugo into the men’s room, pleading her case and hanging onto his neck.
I never thought I'd say this, but I'm looking forward to the TSA. Dawn can't go past that, right?
Something tells me that Hugo is going to need to get a new phone number.
Katyb, I was just going to write the same thing! The loathsome apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
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