…where you know you’re being manipulated, and you hate it, but there’s nothing you can do to stop it, at least not right away?
I hate that shit. I really, really, really hate it. If you want to seriously piss me off–in a way that incites my true, seething disgust–which I assure you is far quieter, more disturbing and less dramatic than any goofy rant I’d ever post here–try to control me, but do so poor a job of it that I know what you’re doing.
Then it’s on.*
Bitches.**
*That just reminded me of the scene in Be Cool where the Rock does a “monologue” from Bring it On. A monolgue in which he does both Gabrielle Union’s and the other girl’s–the little old-looking blonde girl with the funny teeth, the Dunst girl’s parts. Which makes me slightly less pissed and more amused.
**Sorry. Will makes it sound so fun!
Uh huh - yes indeedy. And considering I have been known to blow up for even the smallest of things… when its manipulation I tend to take a back seat on the cat fight. Strange that.
Funnily enough I watched Bring it on, on dvd last night. Is there a Bring it on 2. The Boy says so, and also says it is much funnier.