If you're asking for a pony, you can ask for someone to take care of it. Think big, woman!
SVU: Wait! Not Katrina orphans. Mom died in Katrina. Dad? Died in Iraq
Buffy ,'Get It Done'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
If you're asking for a pony, you can ask for someone to take care of it. Think big, woman!
SVU: Wait! Not Katrina orphans. Mom died in Katrina. Dad? Died in Iraq
Don't forget to put a pony on that listA pink one!
Sorry you are feeling so bad.
Is there incest? There can hardly be SVU without incest.
Not yet, but there was a press conference. A fake press conference.
And a car crash.
Also, a scrappy reporter with good hair. Olivia told him "You have no idea what you've done!"
I'm sorry. He doesn't have a stash on anthrax. He just died of antrhax.
Christ. I hate resumes. Hate hate hate.
Now must write about my commitment to education.
"I would never in a thousand years leave education. And you know why? Because education gets me. Education and I are so close, it's like we're telepathic. Education and I share our innermost secrets. I know education's thoughts and dreams. No one was ever more perfectly suited than education and I, and we're gonna make it. And no matter what you do, you can't tear us apart! Education and I, we're survivors. We made it through 10th grade, we'll make it through this."
Oh, you say that now. But later, education will be faded and gravity will have taken its toll. Education knows this too. Its explained to you before that after a while you might love another field. It doesn't mean it wasn't real, just that it wasn't forever.
I'll write your essay if you'll write my paper.
And if any of you have the opportunity to watch this SVU, seriously, it's performance art. They just invoked the PATRIOT ACT!
I know, I know. Education doesn't believe how committed I am. But it's wrong, and I have all the time in the world to convince education. And one day, fifty years down the road, education will wake up, and look over, and say, "I'll be damned. You're still here." I can wait.
sigh
I do like a happy ending.