I could only watch about 20 seconds of that clip. I dated a chick just like that when we were both 20. Insanely fucking hot, but just as insanely annoying. Every time I dumped her she'd figure out a way for us to have sex, typically in a semi-public place, and it'd be awesome. And I'd be right back in it again. She kept it going for two fucking years doing that, I'm ashamed to say. Only person I've seriously considered murdering. When it reached that point, I knew I had to stop. *shudder*
Not really. I wound up marrying a girl who looked shockingly like her. (Funny enough, I didn't even notice until she got the same hair cut a year into us being together.) Been married ten years. I get the benefit of beauty without all the feelings of murderous rage. Even weirder, she wound up marrying somebody who kind of looks like me, and even has my first name. (I've only met about six or so people in my entire life with my first name, so it's not exactly common.) They live in Indiana, I live in Idaho. I still keep in touch with her on Facebook. Both of us are just boring middle aged parents now. In some alternate universe, she's at the bottom of the ocean and I'm on death row. I think I made the right choice.
