In an effort to end my, shall we say discomfort, Kahlil decides to speed up this catastrophe and ask directions from SOME RANDOM SHIFTLESS PERSON standing on the street corner. But not just any corner – Kahlil chooses the corner on my side of the car. I’d like to know what’s wrong with his side of the bulletproof car?
Oh, that’s right: Sacrifice the blond. That’s what they always do in the movies.
But, wait! There's more...I asked, “What’s up with the window?”, pinching the 3/4-inch-thick glass between my finger and thumb.
Kahlil (with an accent), very matter-of-fact, “The Mercedes is bullet proof. The doors are also reinforced. My family sends me one every year.”
Me, “Oh.” (Obviously, he was dating me for my razor-sharp wit.)
But, wait! There's more...My (Preconceived) Idea of Malibu vs. Reality:
You’ve probably seen celebrities profiled on popular shows like TMZ or in the news: They’re always hanging out in Malibu, often getting DUIs, getting into fights, or being “seen with so-and-so”.
This lead to my first preconceived idea: Malibu is a hotspot of celebrity activity!
But, wait! There's more...Oh, and to the wasted chick singing and dancing like a drunken zombie when everyone was seated: No more coke for you.
But, wait! There's more...My cat, and love of my life, is named Checkers. Yes, I’m a blond-haired, blued-eyed, often goofy, single female who lives with a cat. Yeah, yeah, I’m busy perpetuating all the stereo-types. My parents are very proud. Let’s move on, shall we? Those of you who have cats may like … But, wait! There’s more…
Kernut? What the heck is a “kernut”?
But, wait! There's more...
