…you queen of desert reporting, you of the depleted uranium scents, you who had that certain scruffy and scratchy voice that made my heart jump the first time I saw you talking to that nin Wolf Blitzer. As much as it hurts you, I must say adieu.
My preference has changed, I crave more refined, lipstick donning, Veronica Rabbit type. Whose sultry voice makes my heart aflutter…whenever I hear your voice on Meet the Press, you make me want to get some scented oils from Bed, Bath and Beyond.
Move over Christiane Amanpour…helllllooooooooo Maureen Dowd :love:
Pinnay you don’t know taste if it bit you on the a$$ . Amanpur has that controversial look. Sometimes-attractive-sometimes-you’re-not-certain-typa look. It’s debatable. It requires a certain degree of acquired taste on part of audience. That’s priceless. Easily loveable people are impressionless. There is no dimension there.
…you should not be so sarcastic…it hurts you know when poeple are mean enough to get rid of you like…
really?..i only feel like:crying:
. Amanpur has that controversial look. Sometimes-attractive-sometimes-you’re-not-certain-typa look. It’s debatable. It requires a certain degree of acquired taste on part of audience. That’s priceless. Easily loveable people are impressionless. There is no dimension there. 