And the closest I've come to an out-of-body experience was when Joe Morelli took his mouth to me fourteen years ago, behind the eclair case.
My body is not designed to run. My body was designed to sit in an expensive care and drive.
He rooted for the Mets, he wore Foot of the Loom underwear, and he drove a Buick. His loyalties were carved in stone and he wasn't about to be impressed with some upstart of a toaster salesman who drove a Bonneville.
No one expected a first year engineering student to build the perfect bridge.
I attributed the incidence to temporary insanity, and in my own defense, I'd like to say I haven't run over anyone since.
Nothing Personal? You've harrassed my mother, stolen my car, and now you're telling people I've gotten you pregnant! In my opinion, getting someone pregnant is pretty fucking personal! Jesus, isn't it enough I'm accused of murder? What are you the bounty hunter from hell?
I figured I'd embellish the truth a little, since the police might not be up on the finer points of bounty hunterism and might not understand about commandeering.
Suppose I lay down on the pavement and you run over me a few times with my own car...just for old times.
I got out of the tub and had to squelch a scream when I saw my reflection in the vanity mirror. My hair looked like it had taken 2000 volts and been spray starched
Wouldn't want to tarnish my image by looking like a good guy.
I had an alarm, I had nerve gas, I had a yogurt. What more could anyone want?
You're a lunatic. You ran me over with a goddamn Buick.
I wasn't sure exactly how prostitutes determined price, but if men bought hookers by the pound, these two would be doing okay.
You're a marshmallow. Soft and sweet and when you get heated up you go all gooey and delicious."-
In my opinion, the only good spider is a dead spider, and women's rights aren't worth dick if they mean I can't ask a man to do my bug squashing.
It was a weird sensation. Like getting caught eavesdropping, or lying, or sitting on the toilet and having the bathroom walls suddenly drop away.
Jesus, Morelli, you sound like you have PMS. You have to learn to lighten up a little. It's just a car alarm. You should be thanking me. I had it installed with my own money.
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