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fandomhigh2010-03-03 12:16 pm
carpe_demon) wrote in fandomhigh2010-03-03 12:16 pm
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Love & Romance, Hollywood Style [Period 4, Class 8]
There was a shower in the front of the classroom. No, don't ask why. Just accept that Drake was stepping out of it with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Hello, ladies," he said in a deep and manly voice. "Look at your man. Now back to me. Now back at your man. Now back to me. Sadly, he isn't me. But if he stopped using lady-scented bodywash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he's me.
"Look down," Drake continued. "Back up." The shower vanished and Drake was standing on a boat. A shirt dropped around his shoulders, the towel dropped, thankfully revealing he was in a white pair of pants. "Where are you? You're on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What's in your hand? Back at me. I have it. It's an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love." And indeed, in Drake's hand, he held a large oyster with a pair of tickets. "Look again. The tickets are now diamonds!" The oyster vanished, replaced by diamonds flowing out of Drake's hand.
"Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I'm on a horse." And, indeed, the boat was gone, and Drake was astride a mighty white horse.
Was it a gremlin bite? Maybe, but with Drake, who knew? He snapped his fingers, conjuring the projector, which began to play clips from a movie. "Look at the movie. Now back to me. Sometimes people settle for something that isn't love, because they can't see that love is right in front of them, like in this movie, The Wedding Singer. Look at Robbie. Now back to me. Robbie switched to Old Spice, but Julia was engaged to Glenn, who used a lady-scented bodywash. Glenn is a jackass, but Robbie thinks Julia loves him, and he doesn't think he's good enough for her anyway. But she doesn't really love him, because he doesn't smell like me. But Robbie does, and this gives him the confidence to serenade Julia and win her love, because anything is possible when you smell like Old Spice. Billy Idol gets it. Do you?"
"Look down," Drake continued. "Back up." The shower vanished and Drake was standing on a boat. A shirt dropped around his shoulders, the towel dropped, thankfully revealing he was in a white pair of pants. "Where are you? You're on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What's in your hand? Back at me. I have it. It's an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love." And indeed, in Drake's hand, he held a large oyster with a pair of tickets. "Look again. The tickets are now diamonds!" The oyster vanished, replaced by diamonds flowing out of Drake's hand.
"Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I'm on a horse." And, indeed, the boat was gone, and Drake was astride a mighty white horse.
Was it a gremlin bite? Maybe, but with Drake, who knew? He snapped his fingers, conjuring the projector, which began to play clips from a movie. "Look at the movie. Now back to me. Sometimes people settle for something that isn't love, because they can't see that love is right in front of them, like in this movie, The Wedding Singer. Look at Robbie. Now back to me. Robbie switched to Old Spice, but Julia was engaged to Glenn, who used a lady-scented bodywash. Glenn is a jackass, but Robbie thinks Julia loves him, and he doesn't think he's good enough for her anyway. But she doesn't really love him, because he doesn't smell like me. But Robbie does, and this gives him the confidence to serenade Julia and win her love, because anything is possible when you smell like Old Spice. Billy Idol gets it. Do you?"
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