(Not the dialogue, but the result.)
I think I am finally wearing them down, like Sandra Bullock.
No one has anything to say about someone being approached and asked for their eggs? Mind you, I don't know what to say to that either.
Yeah, there's just nothing you can say to that. Maybe some women give up their eggs willy-nilly.
I guess, re: eggs from a non-relative I'd go with "I need to think about that" and spend a week getting the "OH HELL NO"s out of my system before I politely declined.
I go to public toilets,
and piss on the seat,
I walk around in the summer saying how 'bout this heat.
I'm an asshole.
A.S.S.H.O.L.E.
If she were my mother she would guarantee that I never spoke to another Indian person again.
I HATE being pushed.
Like, enough to cut off my own nose to spite my face,but still. I would win at Mindfuck 2K10.
DH and I are in total agreement that we need a wife. We could really use several.
Amen, Sister Laura.
I think I would be a good wofe if we had the money for me to do so.
Flattering, though. In a way. But...I mean...it's such a PROCESS, to donate eggs. And does the woman even KNOW your sister?
Yeah, it's weird as all hell. And I do think flattering in a way.
They know she's talented and social, and think she's pretty, and there's also a blond thing going on and - yeah, I don't even know.
And - like I said, because of the circumstance, I don't have the faintest idea what she's thinking, aside from freaked out.
I think I would be a good wofe
Dear god, I want a wofe! I don't even know what one is, but I feel sure that I need one!
It's a wife, that's like WOAH!
Wofes for some and tiny American flags for others!
Oh, and bt, when you come 'round again, Ryan is a handsome charmer who's well aware he's the focus of his family's eyes.
Hee. I am willing to accept this hypothesis.