At this the hour of our parting, there is no need for words. All our grand orations, our lilting soliloquies, these are but trinkets compared to the treasure that lies deep in the heart. How could mere sounds convey the tenderness of your caress, the vision of your loveliness, and now, the ache at your departure? No. Our souls have communed. They have said what was needed. Let us enjoy this last moment in stillness.
Sharon H. reminds me of my favorite scene from Bullets Over Broadway.
“I’m just going to the store, you drama queen.”
Oh. Can you get some more treats? We’re almost out.
😛 😛
…and make sure they are my favorite brand, or else.
Mike, you make me wish I were once again at the right age for romance, just so I could use that entire script whenever I had the chance (minus the hairy paw). 😀 😀 😀
😀 I was giggling over this and the Bullets over Broadway clip on my commute to work. Thank you!
On a day when I really needed it, this gave me a huuuuge laugh. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Talk to the paw. Literally.