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| So why don't you ever tell me about your novel? | |
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| You know I hate talking about art. It's impossible to capture the nuances of the written word in a conversation. | |
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| Well, how would you summarize it? Pretend I'm a publisher. | |
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| OK, it's about these space aliens that can only survive by drinking semen. So, they disguise themselves as beautiful, buxom women and seduce Earth's men. | |
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| Wouldn't they have the technology to sedate people and remove seminal fluid with a syringe? | |
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| Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you have a romantic bone in your entire body. | |
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