It was difficult to shovel in our naan, masala, and paneer while simultaneously complaining about how small and conductive the serving bowls were. We had to remember to swallow, "MMmmm", then complain. Also annoying was the man with the sitar. But, they taught us our lesson when he finished and they put in cassette side B "Jazz Flutes Forever."
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped the loudest. "Ah music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"
- JK Rowling
Poor Todd just needed a lotto ticket. And if he's made it to the world series mostly wasted, then like hell he's not going to make it to the local Qwik-e-mart.
I know a lot of childhood-hero images were crushed with this picture, but most shocking to me: that's what was under the chinchilla goatee all these years? yeesh.
"You know, this week, I feel like my future wife could actually be among these 10 women. What a relief. So, CHEERS!"
Add it to my hopes and dreams - to someday make a toast in my honor. Here's to me, the best person in this room.
Well, I was going to wish everyone a Happy MFN Groundhog's Day! But, that happened 3 days ago. Crap. That's why elementary school was great - if there was a holiday, no matter how trivial, you colored at least 25 different pages designed around the celebration, never letting you forget it was coming. How many pictures of MLK Jr. did we have to color? The black crayon was just a nub by February.