Found the Misato for the NGE Liveaction movie

Found the Misato for the NGE Liveaction movie.

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>show takes place in japan
>hurr durr let's have white actors play japanese people
and you faggots complain when whites gets replaced by niggers in movies.

>dat face

That night, at Casa Lucio, with Christina Hendricks. The redheaded Mad Men, you know. The one with the big tits. Besides anatomical, this is a sexist definition, of course. But when one writes one must first of all look for brevity and effectiveness. And recognize that the definition is brief and effective: redhead with big tits. Now everyone and everyone knows who I mean.

miiilky mother

We were having dinner, the usual compadres: Antonio Lucas, Manuel Jabois, Edu Galán and David Gistau. Actually Gistau was not there that night, but it does not matter. For the purposes of the narration, he was. I invent it and nothing happens. I also sat at the table - this I do not invent - my carnal Mexican novelist Elmer Mendoza. We were accompanied by his wife, Leonor; But as she does not suit the story, I will say that night she was not there. We were six uncles, therefore, eating grilled coconut and tender little sirloin, with red Luis Cañas reserve. Speaking of the usual: books, journalism, politics, women, Mongolian musical, Luki's last poem, Jabo's sexual potency, Gistau's four children - who was not - who spend the whole fucking day, Papi, papi, asking to eat. Anyway. Things like that. Then my phone rings and a friend tells me. "Cristina Hendricks is going to have dinner with Lucio." I say it to the rock, and while I do, it approaches Teo, the maître. "Cristina Hendricks has just sat down at Severo Ochoa's table," he whispers. We look at all, as one man and one woman. And we see it.

she cute

In mortal flesh she loses much. Usually occurs. But she's still beautiful and well endowed. She is accompanied by a stuffed turkey that Teo defines as the legitimate husband. We study the turkey with a critical eye. "He does not have half a host," says Edu Galán, evenly. We all agreed. "You should tell her something," suggests Gistau, who is still not there. "That gringa can not escape alive," says Elmer. Everyone agrees and looks at me, both because I am the eldest - we still respect those things between us - as because tonight it is my turn to pay the bill. So, assuming my responsibility, I return to Jabois. "You're the handsome man and the fella at this table," I say, authoritative. "Our contest stallion," Edu points out, and then we get involved in a brief biographical-sexual review of Jabo, including politics and journalists, until he returns the thread. "It's your turn to take a picture with her, comrade. You're already late. "

Jabois looks at us hesitantly, and we all nod. "Go back with your shield or on it," suggests Lucas, epic. Almost Homeric. With his usual goodness, Jabo nods, takes a deep breath, stands up, goes with his best smile to the Hendricks table, asks him to take a picture, and she passes him. For her part, the husband pats and says that of photos, nothing. He returns humiliated Jabois. "They have sent me to take my ass," he says in his tender Galician accent. And he sits down. We shake, indignant. "The husband does not have half a host," insists Edu Galan. "What an asshole," says Luki. "We should break the nose," I say. "In Sinaloa we would give him lead," Elmer concludes. We order the drinks, and Edu orders an Angelic Fra. "I drink from a pub," he said. Edu calls me class and son of a bitch.

Agent Codename: Milk Jugs

Anime people don't look japanese