Comments on: Christina Ricci Is Not Scarlett Johnson http://www.anorak.co.uk/183121/celebrities/christina-ricci-is-not-scarlett-johnson.html Tabloid news for broadsheet readers Thu, 26 Nov 2009 14:23:31 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7.1 hourly 1 By: Mic http://www.anorak.co.uk/183121/celebrities/christina-ricci-is-not-scarlett-johnson.html/comment-page-1#comment-291527 Mic Sat, 19 Apr 2008 12:43:53 +0000 http://www.anorak.co.uk/celebrity/183121.html#comment-291527 Cracking story Gromit. errr... Karen, sorry. Cracking story Gromit. errr… Karen, sorry.

]]> By: Karen http://www.anorak.co.uk/183121/celebrities/christina-ricci-is-not-scarlett-johnson.html/comment-page-1#comment-291247 Karen Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:49:22 +0000 http://www.anorak.co.uk/celebrity/183121.html#comment-291247 Embarrassing. I once trotted off to do an interview for the school newspaper (it wasn't the school exactly - but I'm covering my tracks) with a band, who were sort of famous for about 5 seconds. I arrived late, hadn't done my research, had the questions written out in ink on a sheet of A4 refill paper, used my press pass to help one of their stalkers get into the nightclub, admitted I'd never heard their music and wasn't a big fan of that genre, chatted about my favourite films for half an hour, got incredibly drunk, snogged the band's drummer, got my bag locked into the clockroom, spent all night in their hotel room, and drove home with my car alarm blarring because I'd only just got the car and didn't know how to switch the thing off. A great night. :grin: Embarrassing.
I once trotted off to do an interview for the school newspaper (it wasn’t the school exactly - but I’m covering my tracks) with a band, who were sort of famous for about 5 seconds.
I arrived late, hadn’t done my research, had the questions written out in ink on a sheet of A4 refill paper, used my press pass to help one of their stalkers get into the nightclub, admitted I’d never heard their music and wasn’t a big fan of that genre, chatted about my favourite films for half an hour, got incredibly drunk, snogged the band’s drummer, got my bag locked into the clockroom, spent all night in their hotel room, and drove home with my car alarm blarring because I’d only just got the car and didn’t know how to switch the thing off.

A great night. :grin:

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