To my absolute surprise, I received these at work today:
…the card on the inside revealed a kind note from Javier Bardem, explaining that he smells as lovely as I always assumed.
Not that I suffer from low self-esteem…but I have a pretty good idea that Mr. Bardem is a bit busy tending to a lovely Valentine’s with Penelope Cruz.
SO. That means that it is one of YOU! You know who you are, and I do not! While I am not usually one to cling to mysteries, and never resort to violence, Valentine’s Day can do some crazy things to people. So I will provide the following ultimatum. I received this lovely bear with the flowers:
If nobody fesses to this crime of kindness, this bear is gonna get it. I don’t mess around. I’ve got a stuffing-thirsty scoundrel ready to attack:
…and she means business.
You have 10 hours to confess your kindness via facebook or email. The clock is ticking.
LOL. That’s awesome, and rare in this these times. Not to burst your bubble, but I am not the culprit; just wanted to comment. Hope you find ‘em soon tho. And don’t rule out Mr. Bardem just yet. Rumor has it, he has have been distant to Penelope ever since she started hanging out with some new mystery man that goes by the initials BSW…
Not the bear! He’s so cute!
It is most certainly a sad thing when innocent bears are torn apart for the sake of mystery. This bear needs your help, now. *cue sad animal shelter commercial music*
Nooooooo, not the big eyes and the sad music. I am immune. I am immune! Urraaaghh *slowly reaches for book of clues* It was… Professor Plum, in the library, with the… candlestick!
Psssh. Prof. Plum and I haven’t talked in ages. My dog’s teeth are awful sharp…Tick. Tock.