Mar 27, 2006 21:55
loraine: "is there carrots in me, my juice, bertha?"
aiden: "no, dear god, no."
bertha: "and then, then after that, she got lost in the hole"
loraine: "by, by surprise, she wasnt shocked to see the feather"
bertha: "goddamit jackie"
aiden: "and then god said to abraham you are to kill your son issac"
bertha: "then they played... on and on... and on and on...."
loraine: "shut the fuck up with that crap you call music, annie."
>.>
i should write a book.