Kaput
Just don’t expect that French-speakin’, coffee-makin’, mustachioed barista fella to be wearin’ a beret! (she hates those!) You know who wears a beret? Jimmy Chow.
Just don’t expect that French-speakin’, coffee-makin’, mustachioed barista fella to be wearin’ a beret! (she hates those!) You know who wears a beret? Jimmy Chow.
There are a number of men who can pull off wearing a beret and still look rugged and handsome. John Wayne is one. (Though his beret was green.)
Jimmy Chow ain’t one.
From the way Randie’s pining, my guess is that she’s looking at “love” right now as the romantic process of FALLING in love. I hope it happens for her that way, but sometimes love just sneaks up on you… aaaaannnnd…. GOTCHA!
Have we ever actually seen Jimmy Chow?
Did Jude ask for more song rewrites?
Addicted to Squid(Row):(Addicted to Love by Robert Palmer)
The lights are on, but you’re not home, this computer, is not your own.
Your hand sweats, your finger shakes, another comment is what it takes.
You can’t think, you can’t sleep, there’s no couch, you’re in deep.
Your throat is tight, you can’t breathe, another comment is all you need.
Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh Yeah!
It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough.
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to Squid(Row).
You see the posts, but you can’t read, you’re ISP’s at a different speed.
Your heart beats in double time, another comment and you’ll be mine, a one-thread mind.
You can’t be saved, a response is all you crave.
If there’s some left for you, you don’t mind if you do.
Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh Yeah.
It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough.
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to Squid(Row).
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to Squid(Row). Might as well face it, you’re addicted to Squid(Row). Might as well face it, you’re addicted to Squid(Row). …etc.
I’m pretty sure Jimmy has not been full in screen. Its pretty clearly intentional as there have been a couple of opportunities to do so that were passed up. He’s got a visual surrogate in Max, while Jimmy is free for the reader to project on.
And Spill speaks wisdom. Can’t speak to the facial hair tastes on Randy there though… wonder what kind of stache she goes for. A Selleck, perhaps?
I want to like berets… I do… but because they are a stereotypical “artist” accessory… I shy away. However… I did look for one in Paris on my last trip… I found one in a overtly touristy shop. I did not buy it but I tried to take a picture of me wearing it, and was stopped by the shop owner. Apparently that’s a common “photo opportunity.”
I keep Jimmy’s face concealed but we have seen some of him. Here’s one such toon.
Joe… I bow down to you. We need to have a parody song-off (like a walk-off… Zoolander) between you and Judy. Oh yah! … and I love “Addicted to Love”
Legacy… handlebar ‘stache… (just kiddin’)… we’ll have to see.
Brig,
Thank you, thank you very much. Fans are always welcome. Please, one at a time ladies! Ladies?
Hey Lay-dee!
BAM!!
Oops, sorry there. My ego got out and I had to hunt it down.
I don’t think I’ve seen any of Jude’s rewrites. Like I said yesterday. I’ve done several for Pibgorn and many lyrics can be easily changed to fit most occasions.
Why are people so obsessed with the idea of hooking up friends? Is it just that we’ve seen too many badly written romantic comedies?