I've been to the beach in Malibu several times times. I've found a note from LeAnn Rimes alter ego Nancy Perkins begging somebody to help her escape, witnessed Nick Nolte having a conversation with a rock, and stepped on something gelatinous that you'd expect might fall out of Shauna Sand if you shook her briskly, but I've never seen anything like this Luxiboo character before. She's quite a thing. I know I have the reputation for being cold and indifferent and hard-hearted, at least, that's a summary of words I remember during breakup conversations. But this Filipina stirs in me some primordial desires. Like Godzilla, only less boring. If she asked me to kill her father so we could go live in Mexico off the insurance money, I'd at least get to the 'just tell me he beats you' part of the discussions. Is that what love is? I think so.
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