eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

by chaotarroo

CLEMENTINE
Guess what I’m wearing.

JOEL
I don’t know. Panties and ‐‐

CLEMENTINE
Your dried cum.

JOEL
Jesus.

CLEMENTINE
You’re still excited by my irreverence.
You haven’t yet started to think of it as
my “gratuitous need to shock.”

JOEL
I can’t stop thinking about you.

Kaufman is a bigger genius than Nolan.

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