Methinks We Have A Clue. Be Still,

Love Sucks. Sometimes It Feels Good. Sometimes It's Just Another Way To Bleed.

Theresa Strode Over To Us In A Swish Of Cloth. "enough Of This, Animator. He Can't Do It, So He Pays The Price. Either Leave Now, Or Join Us At Our...feast." Are You Having Rare Who-roast-beast?" I Asked. What Are You Talking About?" It's From Dr. Seuss, How The Grinch Stole Christmas. You Know The Part, 'and They'd Feast! Feast! Feast! Feast! Feast! They Would Feast On Who-pudding And Rare Who-roast-beast.'" You Are Crazy." So I've Been Told.

No. But Then The American Government--whatever Branch--has Never Really Grasped The Concept Of Tribal Identity.

Give A Truly Good Person Power, And They’re Still A Good Person. Give A Bad Person Power, And They’re Still A Bad Person. The Question Is Always About The Person In Between. The One That Isn’t Evil, Or Good, But Just Ordinary. You Don’t Always Know What An Ordinary Person Is Like On The Inside.

Now That's An Okay That Really Means Okay, Not That Okay That Women Use That Means Everything But Okay.