Week Twenty-One
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Elizabeth: You like it? It's for you! Jason: Gosh, Elizabeth! Just what I always wanted! A velvet Lucky! Elizabeth: Yeah! I figure this way, if you hang it above your bed and we one day happen to have sex? We'll BOTH be thinking about Jonathan Jackson! At the same time! Jason: Wow. Beautiful AND smart! |
Elizabeth: Shouldn't YOU be wearing a helmet, too? Jason: Nah, me already brain-damaged. Elizabeth: Wow, and SMART, too! |
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Elizabeth: What can I say? She's her mother's daughter! |
You're looking at Fred Garvin ......... male prostitute! |