Look, it's my claim to fame!!

[deep_red_bells]

So this was the only acting I ever did that really counted, I guess. I mean, it was on TV quite a bit. I've had it on VHS for AGES (along with a lot of ER reruns), and Julianna finally got around to doing that genius tech savvy thing of hers so I could put it on YouTube.

And now I'm asking myself why the hell I'd want to, cause um...Yeah. Wow. I'm terrible. But it was a commercial, for goodness sake, and I was only 20.

I so stole the shoes from the set.


ooc: please for the ignoring the tag at the bottom of the vid, kthnx.

Comments

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I didn't steal it! Hank brought it to me and told me to circle some things cause you're waffling so badly!

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

You did, too! You sent her for it, I know it. And I ain't waffling, just...nothing's fucking good enough.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Did not! All right, she told me you were waffling and I told her to bring me the catalog, but the fact remains, I didn't steal it.

...Aw, honey. You know I'm not that picky.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Did too! You're both a couple of dirty thieves, and I'd kick your asses if you were men. And if I didn't love the hell out of both of you.

You ain't picky, but I am. It's gotta be perfect. I want everything to be perfect, goddamnit.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Not! Lucky for us that our sexual organs are aesthetically pleasing, then...yeah, I'm not allowed to watch House anymore.

I like the one with the little bees on the side?

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Fucking did! No, you're fucking not.

Bees?...I didn't see that one. I wanna see that catalog again, send her back here with that thing.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

NOT! Can't help it, he reminds me of you.

Um okay...you missed it, really? I spotted it right away.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

...okay, the fake arguing is annoying me.

And House ain't nothin' like me. I'm cuter.

Hank just came in, with the catalog...she says it's the one halfway down page eight?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

You're cuter, he's got more of a sense of humor.

I think so. I circled it in big red Sharpie marker, so.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

...hmph.

Holy...yeah, just saw it.

You really like it?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Everything but the ridiculous price.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Fuck the price. It's yours.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...Are you serious?

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

As a heart attack. That's the one...that's your fucking ring, Bee. I mean...bees. Even I can see that shit right there. Plus it's beautiful.

I'm ordering that fucker. What's your ring size again?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Six and a half.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Just ordered it.

...and now I wanna set a date.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...Okay?

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

What?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...Nothing.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Bee...

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I'm fine!

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

Right, and I'm Donny Osmond.

If you ain't ready to set a date, just say so. I can wait, baby.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

No, it's fine, it's fine.

...There's just a lot to do.

[big-callahan.livejournal.com]

So we plan, and set a date that's far enough away to plan for. Simple shit. Just...don't ask me about china patterns. I'm no good at that shit, that's why I got a daughter. You can ask her.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...What the hell are we gonna do with china?