What Are You Doing Here,

Look, Bud. I’m Trained. Ticked Off. And I Have A Loaded Weapon. You Should Take Particular Note Of The Loaded Weapon Part When Annoying Me. (terri)

Relax, Medea. We’ve Come To See Your Mother. (tory) Your Funeral. (medea) It’s Always So Good To See You, Too. You’re Just Such A Ray Of Happy Sunshine. I So Look Forward To All Our Interactions. (tory)

I’m Turning Into An Old Woman. Might As Well Start Knitting And Bitching About Soap Operas, Gas Prices, And Rude Drivers.” – Sundown

It’s A Belgian Beer, Sweetie. Please Tell Me You’ve At Least Heard Of It. (blaine) Boy, I Was Born In Brussels And The Last Time I Checked, This Was My New Homeland, America, Not My Birthplace. So You Can Either Order An American-made Beer Or I’ll Bring You Water And You Can Sit There And Act All Superior Until You Puke, Okay? (aimee)

We Must Not, By Any Whimsical Conceits Supposed To Be Adapted To The Altering Fashions Of The Times, Overturn The Established Law Of The Land: It Descended To Us As A Sacred Charge, And It Is Our Duty To Preserve It.