"He returned with a box of roses to beg my forgiveness...he implored my forgiveness...but some things are not forgiveable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgiveable! It is the one unforgiveable thing in my opinion and it is the one thing of which I have never, never been guilty."
Showing posts with label Quotable. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quotable. Show all posts
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Quotable
"What do I know about love? Well, this may come as a shock, but I was young and pretty once, like you, and equipped with just as many extras. And I was nuts about a guy. I was working for a silent screen actress then, and this guy I was nuts about was our milkman. I'd get a throat full of hard every A.M. when he'd drive up to our back door on Copa Diora in Bel Air, the sound of the milk bottles rattling and little cream bottles jiggling, boy it was something. But he couldn't see me for dust -- it was stardust he saw. He had the pains for the gal I was working for, and she must've liked his brand of cream, because they got married, and he became the producer of all her pictures til the talkies came in...she couldn't speak English, being from Texas, so the first talkie was a flop and he left her. But you know something? To this day, sometimes when I'm asleep, I still hear those little milk bottles rattling and jiggling. So you see, honey, I know something about love -- not much, but a little. So if anyone asks you why I hate milk, you'll know!"
It's a dirty shame Joan Blondell wasn't included in the Battle of the Blondes.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Quotable
Whenever I see this commercial, I end up thinking of this:
"Somethin's killin all the birds in my neighborhood..."
30 Rock is back...well, I don't really know when it's back, but I'd assume it's within the next two months.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Quotable
"You know, that brother Gooper of yours still cherises the illusion he took a great step up the social ladder when he married Mae Flynn of the no-neck Memphis Flynns -- because she was Queen of the Cotton Carnival. I can just see Gooper falling for Her Majesty, sitting on that brass throne, riding in that tacky float down Main Street, smiling and bowing and blowing kisses to all the trash on the street. You know what happened to her? Somebody spat tobacco juice in her face. That's right, some drunk at the Hotel Gayoso leaned out the window and said, 'Hey, hey Queenie, hey there, Queenie!', and sister Mae looked up and smiled and waved, and that drunk shot a squirt of tobacco juice -- pbbtt! -- right in her face! Ha!"
Thursday, July 28, 2011
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