October 14, 2011
F*ck, Marry, Kill
Who would you rather: William Faulkner, Ernest Hemingway or F. Scott Fitzgerald.
All right, look, as much as I can say conclusively that having sex with Hemingway would be horrible, at a certain point we have to step back and say it would be equally horrible to marry any of these men, as they’re all dour, self-obsessed alcoholics. Within two months of the wedding, they’d look at you and see a dried up old harpy who represents nothing more than the novels they aren’t writing. Why are you such a selfish bitch?
I resemble that remark (via Five Feet of Fury).
Posted by Ghost of a flea at October 14, 2011 08:58 AM