Mental Marilyn

Of course no! I'm a married woman, you bastard! How could you think I'd cheat on him, m'dear?? *cough*afterthataccidentwithmannyican'tsleepwithothermenanymore*cough*

He lives in an orange box, m'dear. Ask Gena for more information, sweete.

Kids? Oh dear, let's call our first one Che_Burashka...

Nice to meet you, smarty man! Your Cadillack seems familiar, dear..

Oh God.... Hmm... Well, m'sweete, I'm too wicked already.... Though I can make an exception for you, m'dear, since you have that whip and I love whips if you know what I mean.

Well I'm not saying I'm Marylin because nobody has doubts... Who else can I be, m'sweete? I'm much older than six, dear, but if you like kids I know Cheburashka, he's a lonely child, help him!

Ah Tony, Tony. You'll always be in my heart, sweete, the best fuc... lover I've ever had. Such a big ... heart, you know what I mean, sweete. I'll sing for you, dear. *sings* All by myself... Don't wanna live all by myseeeeelf.... anymore..."

I'm really not a coldplayfan, m'dear. I think the only decent singer is Me, if youknow what I mean, child.

Father, I have sinned! I didn't save myself for husband, if you know what I mean, m'dear. I also love hard sex and cruel games, father. And I drink alcohol every three minutes, m'sweete. God will forgive me, father!

I love Rolanda's legs! Mine are the best, of course, but somehow those black tights look so sexy.... Very attractive I'd say, m'sweete!

Sounds like an attractive offer to me! *jumps into Cadillac* Hope you're a real giant, if you know what I mean m'dear!

Hey babe you're gentle as a real man, if you go on that way I'll let you fuck me all night long! Man, good hard sex is what I need.

Party? I like that idea, m'sweet. You know, you kinda remind me of someone, sweete. Where's the party? I need to dance right now!!

My private parts? Ah, that sounds exciting, sweete. I like men kissing my private parts, especially old enough men. Like, > 50.

Nah look who's back. You're a ghost too now m'sweet.

You're so romantic, m'sweet! But diamonds are girl's best friends, I'm afraid. I can make an exception for you though, you're too nice.

In Hollywood, of course! My ghost will be there till the end of January and then I'm moving to Iceland.

Well I can't believe it until you give me some kind of a present. Like a diamond ring, m'dear, or a necklace.

Oh how sad! No, I don't wanna smell his pillow... I'm actually dead already, dear. So if your dad likes dead women then he can take me, sweete.

Well, you see, I only sleep with rich and successful people. If you can prove you're one of them, then yep, I'll do it, m'dear.

Oh so your dad appreciates me, m'sweet? That's nice I must say, the man that likes Marylin is a real man indeed. I'll send him my autograph, dear.

I don't need to dream - my life is like a dream! Everybody would like to be in my shoes - I'm a famous and desired actress, I'm talented and sexy, my mad husband died yesterday and I'm free to sleep with other men and women. What would I dream of?

Oww you've got a very good imagination then, m'boy. Hey, wait, you're not a boy. So are you a lesbian? That's exciting, dear.