Who doesn't have a "boyish heart"

Lynn 2022-03-20 09:01:48

Yesterday I suddenly saw a straight man watching this movie while holding a computer. God, I have never seen him take the initiative to watch movies other than "Da Da Sha Sha" and "Oscar Classics" after we have been together for so many years.

After being shocked, I watched it for a while, and I felt that the plot was very familiar, and I asserted: Isn't this a story like a domineering president. She will steal this dress later and meet the male protagonist Balabala... He thinks it's impossible, let me not talk.

I watched it with me for a while. At this time, the movie was still showing the hard work and hard work of the heroine as a single mother. Being experienced, I couldn't help but say something sarcastic: When will the savior appear... He pushed him aside and let him go I shut up.

Watching and watching, the male protagonist appears! Seeing that the plot is getting more and more towards the domineering president falling in love with me, I probably feel that I need to find a few words to make up. The straight man suddenly said: This is still different from that kind of movie. You see, the heroine still has her own ideas and her own taste...

In my mind, I thought of those friends who asked for text in the novel group, especially asking the heroine not to be silly and sweet, to have her own ideas, Barabara...

Rolling over with laughter, mother. Ignoring the straight man's "angry anger", I have read countless articles and concluded: You really still have too little knowledge.

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Maid in Manhattan quotes

  • Marisa: Hey, look at me.

    Ty: What?

    Marisa: You got something on your face there.

    Ty: Where?

    Marisa: Ooh, right there!

    [Marisa starts kissing his cheeks]

    Ty: Ma! Mom! Mom, no! Stop!

    Marisa: There it is. I got it.

  • Marisa: Anything good on?

    Keef Townsend: [changes channel on the surveillance monitor showing a naked man outside his hotel room] He opened the door for the paper. The wife just pushed him out.

    Marisa: Ooh, that nasty butt first thing in the morning, I'd kick him out too.

    [Keef laughs]

    Marisa: Oh, my God. Wait a minute. He's one of mine, the lactose intolerant.

    Keef Townsend: I like how you name the people. What do you call me behind my back, I wonder?