100 Girls Page #8
a superman.
Cool.
I had learned something
from Rod's groinular fixation.
It was everymen's horror.
Deny we may, but we're all
afraid of women.
Every single one of them.
Time had run out.
Finals were in a week. Soon,
everyone would be leaving the dorms.
The next semester, some would
relocate to off-campus housing.
If I had any hope for finding
my cosmetic destiny...
I had to face
my greatest fear.
I went to the Vault and declared
my love in front of 1OOgirls.
I'm Matt.
I explained everything done
for my cosmetic destiny.
My speech must be
my Sistine Chapel...
my Ninth Symphony,
my "Citizen Kane".
more inspirational...
"l Have a Dream" speech.
They had to be more miraculous than
Mark McGuire's 7th home run.
I used impressive words like
"destiny", "soul mate", "yearnings".
It takes a big man to yearn.
I put my heart out.
Without you, I'm as lonely as an
abandoned dog in the highway!
I have gift anxiety. Even though I
don't know when your birthday is!
shopping and cooking together.
I'll never make wise cracks...
when you scrape your tires against
the curb or parallel parking.
If you concede to live with me,
I'll clean the toilette every week.
I'll do it with my tongue
if you ask.
I'll strike the words "hooters" and
"love rockets" from my vocabulary.
I'll love you even if you are Mimi
and you want me to say "May-May".
I'll only pass gas underneath the
covers in the direst circumstances.
I'll go on a low-cholesterol diet.
And I won't buy a red sports car
when I have my mid-life crisis.
Your parents can come
visit us every week.
Even if your mom is a
Your folks don't have to
go to a retirement home.
They can live with us. I declare, I'll
separate the whites from the colors...
I'll learn the mysteries of hot
water and cold water washes.
I'll never huff and puff waiting
for you to put on your make-up.
If you're a cat person, I'll never
say that a dog can save your life.
I'll happily go see flicks with you,
like "Pride and Prejudice".
I'll make a point to try new foods,
like okra gumbo.
I won't turn my nose at vegetables
whose awful taste...
is disguised by having
cheese put on it.
I pledge to always say "yes" when
you ask, "is my hair looking okay?"
meaning to the word "cuddle".
I'll be thoughtful enough to
read you horoscope everyday.
I'm gonna save every
birthday card you send me.
real letters when we're apart.
know where I left my car keys...
and I'll never leave
my socks on the floor.
With me, you'll find the cap's
always on the toothpaste.
bikini underwear if you like.
My belly-button will
always be free.
I wanna kiss your clitoris.
It will be the most passionate,
intimate experience you ever had.
I declare now,
I'll give my life for you.
If you fail to come to me...
I know some part of me
will surely die.
I'm the one, Matt!
No, I'm the one!
No, I'm the girl
from the elevator!
Shut up!
I'm the one!
I'm not the one,
but I'll go out with you!
My God.
I could have my choice
of any girl.
Whoever wanted
could be the mystery girl.
It' eat me up inside if didn't
find my true cosmetic destiny.
who it might have been.
It was here
I knew it!
I raced to the door of the girl
who never came out of her room.
There she was.
My once and future love.
I'm not the girl.
Patty, I know it's you.
- Go away.
- Patty...
You fell in love with
another girl in that elevator.
I'm not that girl.
- I fell in love with you.
- No, you didn't.
I tried to make you love me,
but you were in love with her.
Why do you think that?
By the way you look at me.
Go away.
is that what you really want?
Yeah, that's what I want.
Buck up, man. It looks like you got
weights dangling from your dangler.
- Smile.
- It wasn't my dangler...
that had weights on it.
It was my heart.
Check it out.
The bust got busted.
It was only my first time.
I swear.
I told her not to use water-soluble
link. Her cheat note sweat through.
Cynthia's having a good semester.
She found something she's good at.
Those heavy ant cellulite pants
built up the strength in her legs.
For an actual attacker...
...you do something like that.
- She can kick some ass!
The coach says, he's never
seen anything like it.
And that concludes the martial
arts demonstration for the night.
The last day of class, I dropped the
bomb on Elsa, she-wolf of the SS.
Ms. Stern, I'm sick of coming into
your class three days a week...
and hearing my sex is responsible
for all the problems in the world.
You don't give us any
room for questioning.
Part of the problem is feminist.
There's just too many "ist".
Feminist, chauvinist, capitalist,
communist, racist, sexist.
They fight one another, instead of
trying to understand one another.
The only "ist" that
should be are humanists.
- I agree with Matt!
- I applaud him!
Elsa couldn't respond.
She just stood there...
as if she heard the distant
roar of the allied bombers...
coming to destroy her
propaganda machine.
Without his tongue, Crick sounded
like he was mentally challenged.
never sweet-talk a girl again...
accounted for his actions.
I made the ultimate sacrifice a man
can make to get rid of him forever.
You're not gonna
bother her again.
- You go to hell!
- I'm turning you in.
- What for?
I'm going to the police.
- He did it to me too!
- Me too.
- And me.
- Together, we put Crick away.
Wendy had a big confession.
I'm a lesbian.
Why didn't you tell me?
I was afraid of what people might
think. Specially my parents.
Why are you telling me now?
I think I can deal
with it now.
That's why I initially helped you
with your search.
were out finding your girl...
you might find one for me.
So I fixed her up
with Arlene...
who I discovered practiced
an alternative life-style too.
It was a big week. also found
time to fix Dora and Rod up.
Their night was electrifying, and
they've been to get her ever since.
I don't know what it was.
Maybe it was the romantic
power of candlelight...
but I decided to
give it one last try.
I've been watching you
And all you do
For quite some time
Knowing all the ins
And outs of you
Is would've known
What was on your mind
But all the world is
Spinning round and round
Inside my head tonight
I remembered what
Patty talked about.
There's a certain way a man
stares at the woman he loves.
The man looks like
a boy on his birthday.
He treats the woman as if she were
a gift he's waited so long to open...
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