When Lucy Falkwell loses control of her house bus on a lonely alpine road in New Zealand, she finds herself in the midst of opera-singer Alessandro Magno's latest music video. She mistakenly believes she's stumbled upon a horrific crime scene. Lucy, a free-spirited eco-warrior, is ignorant of the world lying between the pages of those tabloid magazines. She doesn't recognize Alessandro, nor has she seen his smoldering publicity shots advertising the fact he's in town. Instead, she deduces that he's the main detective working the case. As the two fall into a strange friendship built upon a mistaken identity (all while attempting to rebuild other parts of their lives), the chemistry between them becomes obvious. But how do you learn to trust someone you never really knew in the first place? *** I like to class this kind of 'genre' as BohoLit. You will understand what I mean when you read it ;)

Hey you! Yes, you the mentally ill retard writing this parody story, how about you shut the fuck up and get in the fucking robot? Maybe if you did that your dad would love you...

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i want to die

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the bee movie