12:53:46 PM Joe Reid: I’ve been trying to find a minute to think of a good story idea for Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps
12:54:00 PM Tara Ariano: If only it were Monkeys Never Sleep.
12:54:14 PM Joe Reid: oh man
12:54:19 PM Joe Reid: that’s a scary thought
12:55:28 PM Tara Ariano: heh
12:56:31 PM Joe Reid: Nip/Tuck had an episode this season based on the lady who owned the chimp that tore her friend’s face off
12:56:39 PM Tara Ariano: OH NO.
12:56:49 PM Joe Reid: the lady played by Frances Conroy, of course
12:57:01 PM Joe Reid: and her face-less friend played by some character actress or other
12:57:19 PM Joe Reid: I’m generally somewhat anti-monkey anyway
12:57:25 PM Joe Reid: so that episode did me no favors
12:57:47 PM Tara Ariano: Oh dear.
12:58:36 PM Joe Reid: that’s one of the reasons I’ve somewhat stuck with Nip/Tuck through its descent into utter shit — they will totally rip a story from the headlines in the tackiest way possible
12:59:26 PM Tara Ariano: That’s pretty amazing.
1:00:05 PM Joe Reid: they did a pretty amazing Objectum Sexuality storyline
1:00:17 PM Tara Ariano: Of course.
1:00:18 PM Joe Reid: that guy really loved fucking couches
1:00:29 PM Tara Ariano: Is that…not normal?
1:00:37 PM Joe Reid: (oh dear…)
1:00:41 PM Tara Ariano: Sometimes a couch is asking for it.
1:00:59 PM Joe Reid: with their cushions hanging halfway off the frame
1:01:04 PM Tara Ariano: I’m not saying all of them, but some couches are just whores.
1:01:42 PM Joe Reid: “Fainting couches”? Why not just call yourself “fucking couches”?
1:01:54 PM Tara Ariano: Seriously!
1:02:26 PM Joe Reid: Well now I’m just picturing a demure loveseat wearing a “NO MEANS NO” t-shirt
1:02:31 PM Joe Reid: and matching placard
1:02:42 PM Tara Ariano: I don’t know where a loveseat thinks it gets off. IT’S RIGHT IN THE NAME.
1:03:01 PM Joe Reid: right?
1:03:07 PM Joe Reid: we’re not in the wrong here
1:03:17 PM Tara Ariano: Joe, we’re NEVER in the wrong.
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Gotta fuck somethin’
And what about couches that turn into beds? They may as well have neon signs hanging over them that read “Open For Business.”
You know what I never did? Help a friend take to the curb a sofa he had been, well, intimate on (OK, maybe “with”), and then say, “Would you like a minute alone? To say goodbye?” Never happened.
Word to the wise… gets them hotter than shit when you call them a “chesterfield”.