Went to see Star Wars Episode II last week with my friend Wendy. As predicted, my intense dislike for the movie cooled, mostly because Wendy enjoyed herself so much. My favorite moment was when we watched Anakin writhing around in bed having a nightmare, and Wendy whispered to me, “He’s not jackin’ off, is he?”
I love Wendy.
You forgot to mention who he was dreaming about! Muahahaha!
That was my reaction as well.
why havent i met this wendy has she gone missing?