Three Days of the Condor
A major marital dispute arises over what is known in serious philosophical circles as the "Three Days of the Condor Question", which is as follows:
Girls, if you are single, attractive, living alone, sitting at home one evening, possibly thinking how long it's been since you've had sex, possibly wondering if you're ever going to have sex again, and an attractive young fellow bursts in through your window, who is not scary and is obviously not a murderous psychopath, and begs you to give him shelter overnight, would you sleep with him that night, as Faye Dunaway does with Robert Redford?
Personally, I don't find Robert Redford attractive, certainly not now, and not even then. So fill in your own hunk of manliness here.
In my opinion, it is not that implausible, if you accept the totally preposterous scenario above, that a gal in Faye Dunaway's position might actually sleep with Robert Redford, having only just met him an hour or so earlier, and without the benefit of any formal introduction.
LSS begs to differ and says I am a traitor to my sex.
I think he thinks this just because he is British. If 3 Days of the Condor were to happen in the UK, it would have to be called 3 Years of the Condor, at the end of which he would have plucked up the courage to ask her out for a drink.
Anyway, straw-poll, gals, what do you think?
Girls, if you are single, attractive, living alone, sitting at home one evening, possibly thinking how long it's been since you've had sex, possibly wondering if you're ever going to have sex again, and an attractive young fellow bursts in through your window, who is not scary and is obviously not a murderous psychopath, and begs you to give him shelter overnight, would you sleep with him that night, as Faye Dunaway does with Robert Redford?
Personally, I don't find Robert Redford attractive, certainly not now, and not even then. So fill in your own hunk of manliness here.
In my opinion, it is not that implausible, if you accept the totally preposterous scenario above, that a gal in Faye Dunaway's position might actually sleep with Robert Redford, having only just met him an hour or so earlier, and without the benefit of any formal introduction.
LSS begs to differ and says I am a traitor to my sex.
I think he thinks this just because he is British. If 3 Days of the Condor were to happen in the UK, it would have to be called 3 Years of the Condor, at the end of which he would have plucked up the courage to ask her out for a drink.
Anyway, straw-poll, gals, what do you think?
posted by FBT at 11:00 pm
18 Comments:
I wouldn't say no to a game of chess with Faye Dunaway.
Uncanny timing, my friend. I was just wondering exactly that when a man burst in my window and I shagged him silly. Then I woke up.
In all seriousness, yes, I'd shag him. Well, not RR, but certainly some of the other motty available. Well, I don't know that there's any available, the only motty *I* meet seems to be unfortunately spoken for.
If I remember the film correctly, he threatens her with a gun and ties her up. Sorry, but that just wouldn't do it for me.
Otherwise (and I'm surprised you have to ask) I'm with dg.
Makes mental note - SMW not into S&M. Odd, I always thought that was what your initals stood for.
Oh SMW, don't tease Fumie.
Okay, girls, I'll give you a scenario. Fumie bursts into your bedroom. He's up for it. What would you do?
a) wait for him to stop wheezing
b) give him a glass of water and send him back down the stairs
c) give him some cocoa and put him in the spare room
d) nag him for forgetting the Ben Barnes movie
DG, don't see why everyone else should have all the fun teasing Fumie. Wonder why he's not risen to the bait yet?
FBT, seem to recall you came up with this nom de plume for me?
If I were in that scenario, I would be tempted to but I wouldn't do it. Not a total stranger.
Probably Fumie is being distracted by something else ... he didn't respond to his favourite word used in one of DG's postings.
I fell asleep during this film the other night but not before noticing that 'Three days of the Condor' was described as from the book '6 days of the Condor' . So maybe in trying to get it all in they had to dispense with the social niceties.
Ah, so in the book, he spent the night chastely on the sofa, the next day he asked her out to the pictures, on the third day they went out to dinner, on the fourth day they took a drive in the country, on the fifth day he came round to hers to do some DIY, on the sixth day they went on P&O for a daytrip to Cherbourg... and then the book ends and we never find out whether they ever got round to shagging?
Deej, speaking of Robert Redford, what about the Indecent Proposal Question? Would you sleep with Robert Redford for a million dollars? Or for five million dollars (inflation?) Would you sleep with Demi Moore for a million dollars? Or with Ashton Kutcher? This question is turning into six degrees of shaggeration...
By an astonishing coincidence, noting that the Phiz was going to be in the same north American city as me, at the same time, I was considering the following possible situation. The said Phiz spots me across the lobby of the hotel in which, as luck would have it, she too is staying, and using her legendary charm to overcome the equally legendary obtuseness of Americans, manages to extract my room number from the concierge. Later in the evening, there is a knock on my door and a voice which penetrates to one’s very cockles promises “room service”. Wrapping a skimpy towel around my honed, athletic, freshly showered body, I go sleepily to the door and open it to find on the threshold (ooh-err!) the banking world’s answer to Michelle Yeoh, who bursts in, pushes me onto the bed, and thrusts, nay impales, herself upon me. What should I do?
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Tiny, it would depend if he'd shagged the Phiz or not.
Phiz, yes to any of the above, with a strong preference for Ashton. Have you *seen* that boy's hands? For him, you wouldn't even have to pay me.
Fumie, I'm sure that's one of many, many, many a scenario in that creative little mind of yours.
But what I *really* want to know is what was in the comment SMW has just deleted...
Sorry to disappoint, DG, nothing salacious, just too off topic
Ulaca -- I'm afraid I'd have to send the poor dear away, wheezing or not. I'm not a little bit terrified of Fumie's HH.
Fumie -- I must use that "relationship talk" standby: "It's not you, it's me." Me and my desire for self-preservation. But, really, I bet you look lovely in a bath towel, especially considering that I've heard you called HK's oldest surviving blogger.
http://joycelau1.spaces.live.com/
Indeed, Joyce - they recently slapped a preservation order on him. Which he rather enjoyed, I'm told.
So you've been imagining me in a bath towel, Joycey? What else have you mean imagining, and with what result?
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