I wanna really, really, really wanna ”zig-a-zig”, ah
A goth latina to take care of me
I vanted orranje. Zey gave me lemon-lime :(
A woman’s orangina
I vant to count!
Von, tooooo, threeee!
“I’d like to live just long enough to be there when they cut off your head and stick it on a pike as a warning to the next ten generations that some favors come with too high a price. I would look up at your lifeless eyes and wave like this. [gives a mockingly cheerful finger waggle] Can you and your associates arrange this for me, Mr. Morden?”
“Exactly my point! Here–six thousand years of recorded history, a history that includes remarkable composers, astonishing symphonies! But what is the one song that half of them sing to their children generation after generation? You put your right hand in, You put your right hand out. You put your whole self in, And you turn yourself about. You do the hokey-pokey, You give a little shout. That’s what it’s all about! It doesn’t mean anything! I have been studying it for seven days! I had the computer analyze it! I swear to you, it does not mean a thing!”
Right now? A boiled egg would be nice.
karma to show its face
