Last night I met the (third) woman I’m going to marry. I’ve never told anyone this before, but shortly after filming Temple of Doom, I found myself drawn, powerfully even, to waif-like bodies, stricken with hunger and perhaps a tad boyish if I may be frank. Now at long last I found someone who encapsulated all of that, plus a really, really big Joker mouth that I’ll probably shove my manhood into. Because, for real, how would that not happen? This earring is the panty-dropper.
- Harrsion, 1/21/2002
P.S. Totally saw topless tits while flying my helicopter again. I will never stop buzzing that beach.