Crush your enemies. Crush your enemies. And see them driven before you…
Never work an act after kids or dogs. Unless you have Gracie dancing backward in high heels.
I write fluently in 7 languages.
Six of them are Computer.
Look left. Look right. Look up.
Only one of you will be graduating from the prestigious Liberty University School of Law. Better pray hard.
What? Yours are not like this?
Chinese or Italian?
You know, Stars Hollow is itself so remote we don’t have delivery anything except for Al’s Pancake World, or even a drive through Dunkin’ Donuts (Luke has been talking about putting in a window for years but I am reluctant to drive the Jeep through Doose’s General Store. Besides, I think he’s kidding, it’s hard to tell sometimes.).
Speaking of Stars Hollow
I try not to. Yes, exactly like this.
Fair Science frown’d not on his humble birth, and Melancholy mark’d him for her own.
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere. Heav’n did a recompense as largely send.
He gave to Mis’ry all he had, a tear. He gain’d from Heav’n (’twas all he wish’d) a friend.
No farther seek his merits to disclose or draw his frailties from their dread abode.
Yeah, we do Front Page Poetry at The Stars Hollow Gazette and don’t you forget it! Thomas Gray, 1751.
More Thoughts About Death
Bredon. Rhymes with breath, not teeth.
The Face of War
Oh, news. Don’t you know it’s the weekend? Update?
And I’m sure your question is, doesn’t Smokery Farms deliver to Stars Hollow and the answer is- of course they do, we’re cutting edge and can barely dodge the drones, however the point of delivery is the Post Office Box and Mistress already has me on her list.
I could talk about it for hours but I told you we’d run out of time Chris.