Why Not The Bahamas? Or The Corn

Good God. Men Everywhere.

He's Been Out For A While," She Said. "you Ready To Take A Break?" Hopper Could Exist In This Living Form Or Be Transformed Into A Small Statue, Which Helped Avoid Uncomfortable Questions When People Came By. Only She Could Transform Him Though. "yeah. He Keeps Trying To Eat My Paints. And I Don't Want Him To Watch Me Kiss You Goodbye.

I Found The Candles—atrocious Air Freshening Ones That Smelled Like Fake Pine.

I Get In That Kind Of Situation All The Time, Comrade. It's Not A Big Deal." Anger Replaced My Fear. I Didn't Like Being Treated Like A Child. "stop Calling Me That. You Don't Even Know What You're Talking About." "sure I Do. I Had To Do A Report On The R.s.s.r. Last Year.

We're The Same! Even Sonya Says We Are. We've Always Been The Same, And We're Both Acting The Same Stupid Way Now! We Hold Ourselves To Higher Standards Than Everyone Else.