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Oh. When you said hunting trophies....
No, canadas not missing much on my dancing in the shower (altho i thought u were looking for a flat for two- *sighs*) but alas, Bombay Dreams if fabulous. If my friend Craig and me get simoultaniously bored (quite frequently) we burst into song and dance ala Shakalaka Baby, and argue over who is Rani.
When we went to see it, there were 6 of us, sharing a teeny tiny hostel-room. Us 2 girlies hated being left out, so we moved into their room, which had 2 bunkbeds. In this confined space, tensions ran high with Robert and Mike. Mike had been dumped by Ruth 2 months previously, and it had been a very messy "i love her soooo much, my life is so shit, Im gonna jump off the Kessock bridge"-type affair. Robert began seeing Ruth 3 weeks before our London trip, and Mike had only found out about 3 days previously.
Robs phone beeps. Mike: "WHY DONT YOU QUIT TEXTING AND JUST GO FUCK HER, YOU BIG FUCKING FUCKETY ARSEHOLE" etc etc, big argument commences, very awkward etc.
Next day, we go to see bombay dreams. Theres a HUGE poster as part of the set in one scene, for a film starring Rani. It's called Truth and Lies. We had seats near the sides, thus, the "T" was hidden from view. Those of us who noticed could barely contain ourselves.
They still dont speak. And robert and ruth are much together. *aaww*
And that, children, was tonight's story. Wasnt it dull? Most probably. |
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