You'd be naive if you think you are going to retain any control once you option a character to TV.

Bones tell me the story of a person's life - how old they were, what their gender was, their ancestral background.

Let's do it. Monkeys are always funny. You pretty much can't go wrong with a monkey, right? Hi paused. Well unless that monkey wants you dead, or does needle drugs or something. Then it's wrong, and a bad monkey.

Whitney smacked Coop's snout while simultaneously pressing herself deeper into the couch. Coop fixed her with an unblinking ice-blue stare, gray-brown fur bristling along his spine. "Tory!" Whitney squealed. "He's going to attack!" "Maybe." I walked into the kitchen and snagged a Diet Coke from the fridge. "Try to protect your throat.

Everyone’s gone mad, typing to themselves all day long like mindless robots.

Why do all your brilliant ideas involve felonies?

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