DALLAS, AS I SEE IT.
HOLD ON, I’M TRYING TO MOVE THAT CUPCAKE WITH MY MIND.
DUDE, IF YOU REALLY GAVE AWAY THE ENDING TO HARRY POTTER, I’M GOING TO BE SO PISSED.
I’VE STILL GOT IT.
I’D LIKE TO SEE HOW MANY JUNIOR MINTS YOU CAN FIT IN YOUR MOUTH.
DID MAMA SAY THERE WOULD BE DAYS LIKE THIS? I THINK SO. I THINK SHE SAID LIFE SUCKS, COMPLETELY.
MEANWHILE, MY AUNT WAS BOILING BAT BLOOD IN HER CAULDRON; FRANKENSTEIN DIDN’T EVEN KNOW SHE WAS THERE.
‘SCUZE ME SIR, DO YOU HAVE 25 DOLLARS? I’M TRYING TO GET A CHINCHILLA.
LIVING AT THE BOTTOM OF A CREEK DON’T MAKE ME A CRAWDAD.
I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY NONE OF THESE BONEHEADS INVITE ME TO THEIR SLEEPOVERS.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS A COSTUME PARTY.
PANDA, SWIMSUIT MODEL, TOTAL HAM GRAND-MA (?)
ONE STEP AT A TIME.
I’M PROUD OF YOU FOR JUST ADMITTING THAT YOU KNOW ME.
IS DENNIS HOME? I WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT I JUST DID.
