What I really think is that Danny can’t spell “happiness.” That’s right, I’m scapegoating him for my mistakes. Anyone object?
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What I really think is that Danny can’t spell “happiness.” That’s right, I’m scapegoating him for my mistakes. Anyone object?
Joe and Sarah are just sitting there slackjawwed watching this, thinking, christ, danny’s such a stupid asshole
Mary, of COURSE it’s “you.” You were instructed to walk down the street and LOOK FOR HER CAR. Don’t act so damn shocked.
It’s hard to get folks to move in, what with the ghost of Ruth haunting the premises, rattling windows and eerily proclaiming, “My murderer’s muscled in on my girlfriend….”
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