That's what we should get you. Driving lessons.
But she'd get lost! We'd never see her again if she could drive.
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
Natter 33 1/3
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P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 9:19:54 pm PST #10001 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 9:23:28 pm PST #10002 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
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