When I was ten my mom decided it’d be a good family event to go see Pretty Woman in the theaters. The next day, when my dad and mom had dinner plans, I took a chair and sat outside their bedroom window with my tiny boom box. At first my dad just thought I was hanging out outside, but as soon as he started to get dressed for dinner, I turned on my boom box and blasted the Pretty Woman song and every time he tried on a piece of clothing, I shook my head no. He tried to ignore me, but he could see me in the mirror he was using to try on the clothes, and finally he ran outside and ripped the tape out of my boom box and threw it in to our neighbors yard. Now they might make another Pretty Woman sans
Julia Roberts. I can only hope it spawns another moment for me like the one above.
Usmagazine.com reports:
Julia Roberts tells Extra her latest milestone has put her career in perspective. Asked about plans for a Pretty Woman sequel, she joked, "No one wants to see an old hooker, do they?"
Apparently she’s never been to Tijuana. Maybe the reason she’s not interested in another Pretty Woman is that she’s tired of playing that character. Actors say dumb stuff like that, so it’s a distinct possibility. I think what they need to do is combine the Pretty Woman franchise with another franchise, and make one super awesome sequel hybrid. Tell me you wouldn’t go see this:
Courtney Love & Muppet Sexual Assault
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I’m kind of scared that Julia Roberts would devour Predator by the arm in one swallow when he tries to shank her with his wrist blades. Her mouth is so huge.
I’d still let her slurp up my jizz like it was jell-o.