Today is my birthday. Can you write me a paragraph or 2 or more about a woman meeting ......?

Question

her one and only, when she least expects it, and include these movie quotes?
1. He looks just like my hero...Marshal Matt Dillon.
2. If I'm not back in five minutes... wait longer!
3. I always feel like an idiot. But I am an idiot, so it kinda works out!
4. It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.
5. I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you. .
6. Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love.

Answer 1

My head was spinning, it must have been the lunchtime Champaign that some of the girls at the office had supplied to celebrate my fifty-eight birthday. I should have known better from previous experiences and known that anything more than the whiff of a champaign cork could make me woozy. My team leader suggested that as a result, and as I had completed my days tasks, that I have an early day. I caught the bus and was home in less than ten minutes. I kicked off my shoes, stroked the cat, and put my feet up while I snuggled in my favourite armchair. The evening was about to come alive in a couple of hours time.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, he appeared. I thought to myself, 'He looks just like my hero..Marshall Matt Dillon. I would recognise his clothing anywhere'. As he took me by the hand and led me up the stairs, I called back to the cat 'If I'm not back in five minutes..wait longer!'.
Now, I must stress that I fully realised what was going on and that I was having my favourite dream but heck, I always feel like an idiot, but I am not an idiot, so it kinda works out!. Let it roll, who cares, lets see where it takes me. You know, everything was so real but no matter how many times I told myself that it was only a dream, I was enjoying myself. Let it roll.
Now, it's very strange, and yet it's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy as I saw my worse fear enter the dream. That flirty, skirty all made up, Miss Kitty was trying to get in on the act. I concentrated, even though I was dreaming and managed to block her out of my mind. Matt and I were once again alone only this time we were in an episode of Star Trek. Were those pointed ears I saw sticking out from under his Stetson. No, that's silly - Matt playing Spock that's really going too far.
As we trapsed across the lunar surface in huge space suits Matt held me close as due to my lightweight, I began to float away from the surface. 'Don't leave me Rainbow' Matt drawled 'I would be nothing if it weren't for you'. I politely told him that gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. Matt looked at me with that look that used to curdle my stomach all those years back. He was then, is now and always will be my ideal man. As we returned to the spaceship and settled back in behind the controls I whispered to him 'Matt, I have a serious confession to make to you'. 'OK missey, spit it out, lets have it' he drawled back whilst staring into my eyes. 'You know' I said whilst blushing a bright crimsom, 'a few minutes ago, outside, I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you'. All he said was 'Cool, missey, cool'. The engines roared, and as we settled in for the return journey to Earth, Matt got up and came over to me. He put those strong arms around me and kissed me on the lips.
'He what' I said aloud as I awoke from the dream 'he never does that in my dreams'. I began to wipe my mouth, and what was that. A quick look in the mirror and I saw that my lipstick was covered in cat hairs. I had obviously just received a birthday kiss from the cat and not Matt.
A sudden thought just occurred to me - what else happened with the cat during the dream...................

Answer 2

Poem or paragraph(s)? I take it this is either a joke or a love letter. Either way, I'll play along:

I always have trouble expressing myself in words, but I'll try.
The first time I laid eyes on you I said to myself, "I have to meet this guy, he looks just like my hero, Marshall Matt Dillon." I never know what to say or do to break the ice when I first meet someone. I always feel like an idiot. But I am an idiot, so it kinda works out.
After we finally did meet and got to know each other a little bit I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you. Although I didn't act on these feelings, they were strong.
Every time I saw you speaking to another woman, even the grocery store clerk, I got perterbed. I just wanted you all for myself, to share with no one, for any reason. I realised then, you were the one for me, my soulmate forever. Isn't it amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy?
Aren't we lucky that gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love? Otherwise some who were not meant to be would be stuck together for life, unlike you and I.
As you are reading this, I am preparing a special surprise for you. I want to do something special for you to show you just how much I care. This may take a few minutes. If I'm not back in five minutes, wait longer.

Answer 3

Happy birthday swallow Lap dances and Birthday spankins

Answer 4

Happy Birthday, Capricorn. Sorry I have lost my muse and am unable to write anything creative at the moment.

Answer 5

I cannot write a poem, but many happy returns of the day.

Answer 6

Here is a story about a, i dont know, 27 year old lady named Macy and Her best friend Cathy. Hope you like it.

My friend Cathy and I were walking around Barnes and Noble one morning when she suddenly hits me on the back and squeals "LOOK! oooooooo he is a hottie. and he loves reading too. OOOOOO and he looks just like my hero...Marshal Matt Dillon." she says excitedly pointing at a tall man with ear length blonde hair, that did actually look like Matt Dillon. although i dont know if Marshal Matt Dillon has ear length blonde hair. i would have to ask Cathy later.
"Cathy, you know me. i always feel like an idiot," i stopped and mumbled. "but i am an idiot, so it kinda works out." i picked up a book and pretended to read the back cover, while glancing up every couple seconds to look at Mr. Dillon.
"Macy, you have to go talk to him though." she nudged me with her elbow. "he could be your one and only."
"CATHY!" i paused. "well, maybe."
"well, i will go then. and if im not back in five minutes...wait longer." she grinned at me.
"fine i'll go." i put the book down, slung my purse up on my arm, and handed Cathy my Vanilla Mocha Caramel Frappachino, as i started to walk toward him.
i could hear Cathy whisper to herself "It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy."
i turned my head and glared at her, meanwhile RUNNING INTO Mr. Looks Like Cathys Hero.
"oh, ummmm sorry." i said trying desperatly not to drop my purse and to keep the blood from rushing to my face in embarrasment. Behind me i could hear Cathy losing it in the fictional section.
"No, its okay."
"i, umm, sorry." i said again. "i uh got to go."
"no, please, wait." i turned to look at his bright blue eyes.
"hmm?"
"could i at least have a name and phone number."
i stared at him wondering why me, brushing hair out of my face, consience that cathy was suddenly behind him
smilin like an idiot at me nodding her head like she thought i should say 'sure' and hand him a receit with me phone number on it. which i did.
"sure. umm hold on." i dug through my purse then pulling out a receit and a pen i wrote my number on it. Vaguely aware that i was turning a slight shade of pink.
"uh, here you go." i said handing it to him.
"thanks. ummmm, i'll call you later okay?"
"yeah." i said smiling. "okay."
i turned and walked around the corner and ran into cathy. we walked toward the front of the store giggling.
"well, what did you want me to say cathy? 'I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you?'"
"at least it would have been better than. 'uhhh...yeah...' and turning pink! of all colors! PINK!"
i sighed then said sarcastically. "Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love."
she laughed. "But maybe," she said.
"he is the one and only." i said with her walking out of hte store.


Well? did ya like it. it was fun.

Love
CaRa

Answer 7

happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! to you! have a happy day but I can't really write good stories sorry...