I feel like Michael Corleone in Sicily. Almost got punched.
At this bar with this smoking hot bartender and I am saying how hot she is to the owner. Come to find out. She is his daughter.
Where the fuck are my bodyguards like in godfather?
My Ex Wife gave me a bill for %40 in the divorce. What she told me at the end was the worst. She had an abortion.
My soul is broken. F*ck all this money. I don't want to do thing anymore. I want kill myself.
Brie has been my only Hollywood love. You could make it happen.
It could be a Pretty Woman come to life. Except the other way around. A Hollywood Princess who rescues a corporate SVP from a life of fucking people over.
Does she even know you have a thing for you?
And there is so much pussy in the world.
Look at me, staring at a divorce which is going to cost me at least a couple million.
And what do I do? Cry, fuck no. I am f*cking every hot blonde model wannabe from here to Boston.
Women are dime a dozen. They just use you. Might as well use them back.