Cast:
Lindsay Lohan
Al Gore
LL: Forsooth, my ears do hear a sound divine! 'Tis my cellular device. Pray, who may be calling me at this time? The sun has long given way to the reign of the Queen Moon and her starry associates.
AG: Fair maid! Is that you?
LL: Al Gore? Pray tell what brings you to my ear?
AG: Is this an inconvenient time for you? Tell me truly.
LL: Well, no. But it is rather out of the usual.
AG: My darling of the russet...bleached...white trash...locks! Your skin is like burnt ersatz sunshine! How I long to envelope you in my arms like a homeless, oil-slicked seal!
LL: Oh, Al! Truly?
AG: Your eyes twinkle more brightly than the shiniest recycled bottled in all this world!
LL: Oh, Al! To be with you tonight would make me happier than a newly polished pole in the hottest club in New York! No throbbing techno music could ever compare with the dulcet monotone of your voice!
AG: Let us meet, then. Beneath the hangar of my private jet, we will make our commotion heard to Mother Nature herself.
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