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A NO MAN'S LAND
THE DEVIL'S ADVOCATE
Look at me.
Underestimated from day one.
You'd never think I was a master of the universe, would you?
That's your only weakness, as far as I can see.
What's that?
It's the look.
That Florida stud thing.
What is that?
Excuse me, ma'am. Did I leave my boots under your bed?
Never worked a jury that didn't have a woman.
You know what you're missing?
You're missing what I have.
There's this beautiful girl, just fucked me ways from Sunday...
...we're done, she's walking to the bathroom, trying to walk...
...she turns...
...she looks...
...it's me.
Not the Trojan army that just fucked her. Little old me.
She gets this look on her face like:
"How the hell did that happen?"
I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt.
I'm a surprise, Kevin.
They don't see me coming.
That's what you're missing.
A woman's shoulders are the frontlines of her mystique.
And her neck...
...if she's alive...
...has all the mystery of a border town.
A no man's land...
...in that battle...
...between the mind and the body.
P.S.
Post je objavljen 24.02.2007. u 07:24 sati.