You'll get the hang of it.
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'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2012: If the world doesn't end, I'm going to need a note
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. 2012--better luck next time.
quester - Jan 30, 2013 6:53:35 pm PST #274 of 274
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.