You were the one who hit me on the roof? I hit you on the jaw. We just happened to be on a roof at the time.
Darynda JonesMy fore-parts, as you so ineloquently put it, have names.โ I pointed to my right breast. โThis is Danger.โ Then my left. โAnd this is Will Robinson. I would appreciate it if you addressed them accordingly.โ After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, โYou named your breasts?โ I turned my back to him with a shrug. โI named my ovaries, too, but they donโt get out as much.
Darynda JonesIf Cameron kidnaps you, kills you, then buries your lifeless body in a shallow grave in the desert where your remains lay decomposing for several decades until they're accidentally discovered by some guy on a journey to awaken his spirit at the Salinas Pueblo Missions, can I have your iMac?" I gaped at her. "You've really thought this out. "I love your iMac." "I love my iMac too, and you're not getting her." "But you'll be decomposing.
Darynda Jones