I have not earned your dearest rebuke...
Honestly, Seinfeld? That's a bandwagon I can't jump on.
On another note...
Are you mad at me? I wasn't trying to upset you, I was only curious. I thought you would understand I was teasing. Why did you leave without saying anything to me? If you were trying to hurt me, it worked.
posted by Popcorn Charlie at 4:26 PM
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aww what a cute kid!
"Now, if it had been Hareton - do you know that, twenty times a day, I covet Hareton, with all his degradation? I'd have loved the lad had he been some one else. But I think he's safe from -her- love. I'll pit him against that paltry creature, unless it bestir itself briskly. We calculate that it (Linton) will scarcely last till it is eighteen. Oh, confound the vapid thing. He's absorbed in drying his feet, and never looks at her - Linton!"
Ah, Heathcliff and all his troubles. Would I were him.
A wild, wick slip she was - but, she had the bonniest eye and sweetest smile, and lightest foot in the parish: and, after all, I believe she meant no harm; for when once she made you cry in good earnest, it seldom happened that she would not keep you company, and oblige you to be quiet that you might comfort her. Ah, Wuthering Heights!
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