domingo, 19 de julho de 2009

What kind of eggs do you like?

“Scrambled with salt, pepper, and dill. Same as me.”

“Poached eggs, same as me.”

"I love Eggs Benedict, I hate every other kind. I hate big weddings with everybody staring. I'd like to get married on a weekday while everybody's at work. And when I ride off into the sunset, I want my own horse. "

"Look, I guarantee there'll be tough times. I guarantee that at some point, one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for the rest of my life, because I know, in my heart, you're the only one for me."

"When I was walking down the aisle, I was walking toward somebody who didn't have any idea who I really was. And it was only half the other person's fault, because I had done everything to convince him that I was exactly what he wanted. So it was good that I didn't go through with it because it would have been a lie. But you - you knew the real me. I didn't. And you being the one at the end of the aisle didn't just fix that."

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Rute disse...

O que ela lhe diz,só com lenço de papel ao pé, raios partam as lamechiches!