Say Cheese... Now Smile!

something that caught my eye...

"although I loved Proust and Chekhov, the Bronte sisters and Beethoven, Verdi and Brahms, and even Mahler and Wagner, althought I dreamed of someday writing a novel that would pull on its audience as wrechingly as a Puccini aria or resound as gloriously as Bach's most magnificent choral music- deep inside of me burned the sould of a stupid and simple girl, who wanted nothing more of life that to induce in every man she met a good hard boner."
Rita Ciresi's "Pink Slip"

I don't think its entirely true... but its pretty damn funny.