Dawn, you weren't the best, but you were the first. And that means something. I mean how many girls stuck around after Jared started talking incessently about Leia's copper bikini and his mother's naked yoga?
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KitKat
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Mister Solo looks pensive. Maybe he’s heard this before.
If Mary had spilled the beans about Jared and Jess clutching hands and gazing soulfully at each other in the hospital, maybe Dawn would reply, “Hate you? No, I detest you! I loathe you! Just the thought of you sickens me! You’re such a slob, you probably just finished a greasy pizza right out of the grease-soaked box, and now you’re probably stuffing a bag of chips in your face! But I don’t hate you - that would be a waste of time, Jared.”
Slow to catch on as usual, it takes three days of Dawn overdoing it on how sorry she is until Jared asks if she still hates him. Doesn't sound like it, Sherlock. Maybe it was that "bad blood" comment that had him preoccupied. "'Bad blood'. Does that mean she's bringing leeches over to cure me?"
LouiseF-probably. Zach lives in squalor, eats pizza all the time, drives a beat up car and can't eat in the hospital staff cafeteria. So he obviously graduated from Santa Rosa community college, where Toby is qualified to teach, with their version of a PA degree which includes leeches as a cure.
MDMaryTed - Living in squalor, eating pizza and chips every night, driving a junk car held together with duct tape, the only quality companionship and conversation is with a cat with creepy white eyeballs, a two year relationship with a young woman who could hardly bear to listen to or look at me, barred from associating with other health care workers even in the cafeteria. You make it all sound like a bad thing.
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Mister Solo looks pensive. Maybe he’s heard this before.
If Mary had spilled the beans about Jared and Jess clutching hands and gazing soulfully at each other in the hospital, maybe Dawn would reply, “Hate you? No, I detest you! I loathe you! Just the thought of you sickens me! You’re such a slob, you probably just finished a greasy pizza right out of the grease-soaked box, and now you’re probably stuffing a bag of chips in your face! But I don’t hate you - that would be a waste of time, Jared.”
Jared shops at Santa Royale's popular Generic Junk Food Mart.
-- Scottie McW.
It’s okay, Jared. I still hate you.
Slow to catch on as usual, it takes three days of Dawn overdoing it on how sorry she is until Jared asks if she still hates him. Doesn't sound like it, Sherlock. Maybe it was that "bad blood" comment that had him preoccupied. "'Bad blood'. Does that mean she's bringing leeches over to cure me?"
LouiseF-probably. Zach lives in squalor, eats pizza all the time, drives a beat up car and can't eat in the hospital staff cafeteria. So he obviously graduated from Santa Rosa community college, where Toby is qualified to teach, with their version of a PA degree which includes leeches as a cure.
MDMaryTed - Living in squalor, eating pizza and chips every night, driving a junk car held together with duct tape, the only quality companionship and conversation is with a cat with creepy white eyeballs, a two year relationship with a young woman who could hardly bear to listen to or look at me, barred from associating with other health care workers even in the cafeteria. You make it all sound like a bad thing.
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