Reaching into the past is dangerous..
its like Halloween night, being pulled into the dark damp garage of a house in your neighborhood which youve never looked at twice until now. It's like the man with the cigarette asking you to sticking your hand into the box-of-wonders.
It's all spaghetti and gummy worms.
I've been suddenly overwhelmed by all these weird emotions. And in the end....I just want to look at you.
(On a lighter note..i love my 'Cuse girls.)
Jen was the best partner in crime fighting I could ever ask for!
We've got the gangster lady and the bubble-gum flapper...
Wait...a gangster!?!?!
The spies
The construction worker.
The slut executioner...(Meaning she executes sluts!!!)
The Boondock Saints.
The Russian mail-order brides.....
....who wound up not being mail-order brides after all..but Russian PROSTITUTES in disguise!!
...So the executioner and I had to take care of this problem: