Modern Casanovas Prints

"We met the old fashioned way – online, in a chat room."

"Talk nerdy to me."

I'm looking for a man who can meet my needs - Cream meringue master-chef.

'The heart and eyes feel nothing, but the stomach and ears are completely infatuated.'

I love you. You're my everything. Mixed Message Arts.

"Now you can send it."

'It's great to get back to the simple life'

Frank and Ernest Celestial Accountants. How's the audit of the Bankrupt Universe, Inc. going, Ernie? At first I thought it was a personnel problem -- Halley's Comet shows up once every seventy-six years, the supernovas are a bunch of burnouts and of course planet Mercury only works eighty-eight days a year. But the real problem isn't personnel, it's corporate strategy! Strategy? What's wrong? Universe, Inc. thinks it can keep expanding and expanding forever and ever!

'You know, you can do this all online now.'

"Our online romance needs fresh start. I think it's time to hit 'ctrl', 'alt', 'delete'."

A masked man serenading

Hands-free laptop.

'Going my way, gorgeous?'

Santa Elevator

"They need to come up with an app that will locate your glasses."

"Gracie, people don't understand how hard things used to be. Sure, we can be green and throw out the washing machines...but then we'd have to load up the dirty clothes, drive the car to the river, and wash everything with rocks!"

'I like you, Susan, you have an intuitive interface.'

Vendo Tree.

'This new star sends out periodic pulses in a very appealing rhythm -- I think I'll name it 'Bossa Nova.''

Indian hollowing out log for a canoe sees woodpecker pecking his log

Florist. You're taking your new girlfriend to the aviary for Valentine's Day? Yes -- It's a cheap date.

"How much am I bid, for the death mask of Casanova?"

'The packet says 'do not climb without safety harness'.'

"I want to travel somewhere REMOTE, somewhere unspoiled and untrammeled by hoards of rampaging tourists...but with good wi-fi!"

'Is there any way you can deliver everything to my e-mail account for now on?'

"I just need a few minutes with the auto-sensor to regain my illusion of control."

'You name it - we do it: chargers, cluster, colliders, computer, conductors, fluids, novas, sonics and strings.'

Your heart has a very entertaining Latin beat, Mr. Fusco. It's a real toe-tapper. If it leads to a heart attack, you can literally blame it on the Bossa Nova.

"You are a very beauty woman. May I buy you a coke?"

"I remember when Christmas shopping made my feet hurt!"

"You blame this on the 4 martinis I drank. I blame it on the Bossa Nova."

"You're always trying too hard, Eddie!"

"Of course, all the good ones are fixed."

"I knew those drones were bad news..."

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