Mau Mau <3 ~.

Mau mau, la persona más tierna amorosa ingenua y dulce del mundo (:
El novio de uno de mis mejores amigos.
De mis mejores amigos él mismo.
He aquí una lista de sus ingenuidades! (otra lista!!):

• Los ganzos que ponen huevos de oro
• EL plato de ravioles con salsa de ciruela y pedacitos de salchicha, plato típico argentino
• Manuela, la novia de Chelo
• Andrés, mi invitado
• 69, la línea del colectivo
• "semen + sangre" = "vih"

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Favorites Quotes ~.

Dwayne: I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen and skip all this crap-high school and everything-just skip it.
Frank: Do you know who Marcel Proust is?
Dwayne: He's the guy you teach.
Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that.

Dwayne: You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest.


(Little Miss Sunshine)



Kat Stratford: I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Bianca: You don't buy black lingerie unless you want someone to see it.

Walter Stratfod: Hi... where're we going?
Bianca: Well, if you must know... a small study group of friends.
Walter Stratfod: Otherwise known as an orgy?
Chasity: Mr. Stratford, it's just a party!
Walter Stratfod: And hell is just a sauna.

Patrick: Some asshole paid me to take out this really great girl.
Kat Stratford: Is that right?
Patrick: Yeah, but I screwed up. I, um, I fell for her.

Kat Stratford: You can't just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know?
Patrick: Yeah, I know. But then, you know, there's always drums, and bass, and maybe even one day a tambourine.

Walter Stratfod: You know fathers don't like to admit it when their daughters are capable of running their own lives. It means we've become spectators. Bianca still let's me play a few innings - you've had me on the bench for years. When you go to Sarah Lawrence, I won't even be able to watch the game.
Kat Stratford: *When* I go?
Walter Stratfod: Oh, boy. Don't tell me you changed your mind. I already sent 'em a check



(10 things i hate about you)



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