I Never Suspected Her For A Murderer
My favourite part of tonight's Easter dinner with the family was when my gramma responded quite thoughtfully to something my brother had said. You could see her evaluating the situation in her head, giving an adequate pensive pause, and then, with utter conviction and certainty she said:
"Well, in that case, I think you'd have to kill him."
posted by lowercasecarmen at 10:18 PM
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That is an amazing picture. I was convinced you had the most interesting cabinetry (is that a word?) until I blew up the picture and did the head-tilt sideways thing. Aha! You sneaky devil. Awesome angle.
And I'd watch out for Grandma from now on.........
Its magnificant and beutiful (both spelt wrong?) When a family is brough togeather for the holidays. They can share murder storys, their latest drug trips, and even some of their futur robery plans, ah the holidays, a time where children learn golden lesson's, and the elderly tread in fond memories of the past, such joyous occasions, its marvelous and spectacular, smiles are copious, and so is the eggnog, *wink*.
Some body shut me the fuck up. seriously, come on.
Apparantly grandmother (anonymous) doesn't like you talking about her.
It makes me wonder what the rest of the conversation was about.
natalie, I think if you just click on the month archives rather than specific posts it'll take care of that previously mentioned frustration. Either that, or get wasted.
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