How did you get out of the supermax.
I can't tell you're being smart or stupid.
When we valorize the idea of sacrifice, of loss, of suffering...
when I wasn't hiding behind some facade, I could at peace.
I was just spitballing
It's the least I can do.
ruinous path.
If I can make things right by you, maybe there is hope yet for this wretched soul.
Because I bluffed good.
Is it a secret admirer or the snowman killer still at large?
I think you got a real bum deal!
You got massive sandbagged in that interview, bro.
As a recovering addict myself, I was spellbound!
Thank you Mr. Peanutbutter for taking the time to quench our queries.
I have my own superlative to announce, I, um...
That part, I can take or leave
everything falls apart and I end up alone.
With Todd watching the baby, my work-life balance is on point.
I'm parched.
I do feel lighter, and clearer, but also so foggy.
When you even out, we can talk about trying something else, okay?
I'm clever and free-spirited, and a little bit sardonic, but not so much that's off-putting.
Perhaps one could argue cloistering oneself from the world itself is a form of solipsism
Can you wait until you're out of earshot to make your exasperated sighs, please?
we're making amends.
There was someone else with her while she was blotto.
I meant fun energy. I didn't mean change the choreography.
In our undervalued overworked existence, we're desperate for any morsel of satisfaction.
we're amenable to these terms.
There is something I feel I must get off my chest.
She is circling around, portending my doom?
Is she gonna swoop in and peck out my chances?
It appears we're in an impasse.
You know, like how we satiate TV creators.
You could give me some real therapy last 6 months instead of just plying me with folksy aphorisms.
Unless somebody can slurp up all that ice cream!
You gave a whole spiel just trying to get rid of me make room for a high-profile new client.
you soothe our egos, and you let us abuse you.
Sara Lynn got her hands on some alcohol. Her mother is apoplectic.
thank you for helping me with my one bed bit.
I guess letter writing is therapeutic.
local cameraman has a pretty good thing going, where he gets travel all over the country, and fool around in hotel rooms with his beautiful, smart, feisty producer....
You understand a joke about deflection is still a deflection, right?
Just a little bit more punch, trust me, it will loosen you up.