I think it is fair to say that you slip me drugs and make me act completely unlike my normal personality.
Nuh-uh! I am the mildest of persons. You were well provoked. Allyson, tell her!
(and frankly, none of y'all saw me at the southwest counter in Midway on my return from LA. Let's just say full metal bitch was happening. It didn't help that I was advocatingfor a single mom and 3 year old. I get crazed on hunger plus wee children's behalf. Otherwise, I'm apallingly conciliatory.)
I get crazed on hunger plus wee children's behalf.
You too?
Oh wait, you said on their
behalf.
Nevermind.
Heh. I've a really humongous soft spot for the little ones. I'll bite a parent's head off, but not theirs. I'm the lady you really really want sitting next to you and your kid on a gawdawful long flight.
Did he/she do it? Spill, madam juror?
One of my cow-orkers was a juror recently and was chosen foreman. We think it's because he wears a bow-tie.
It's not over yet. It will never be over.
Worst of all, I may never know if she/he did it, because I am an alternate.
Is it wrong that I hope one of the 12 will get (just a little) sick this weekend?
Dude, he doesn't even know WHAT HE JUST STARTED.
This is gonna wind up as a Law and Order episode, isn't it?
OMG, I had a similar thought, like "if this was L&O, that guy would be the first (wrong) suspect in msbelle's eventual murder."
Grilled pork chop. Couscous. Love apple sauce.
No root.
No husband.
Will cope.
All the bad guys seem to die in the last ten minutes of a Miami Vice episode. Don't do one of those, msbelle.
I love it when your boss calls you in your office at midnight with, "Oh, you're still here?...well, here's what I need" simultaneously making you feel guilty for still being here and keeping you here even longer.