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(&& prostheticallyfrozen )
“ Who the fuck cares whether it was a .44 or a .357? It was a big fucking gun, it was loaded, and it was pointed right at my fucking head. “
prostheticallyfrozen replied to your post:LIKE FOR A TARANTINO QUOTE STARTER FROM A SURPRISE...
YELLS ABOUT WANTING TO LIKE THIS BUT I MEAN -SWEATS- NOW I’M NOT VINCENT
YELLS AT YOU BACK PLZ LIKE I MISS YOU SO MUCH HECK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
prostheticallyfrozen
“What the hell’s the difference between ivory and silk?”
Deb flipped the bridal swatches in each hand outwards to show her fiance.
“Everyone keeps telling me the dress has to be white, but they left me with eighty fucking shades to choose from.” and none are just called ‘white’.
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"Fuckin' loose lips," she chortled. "I thought her jaw would come unhinged."
Deb's whispers about a particularly chatty eye-witness could easily be heard, but luckily she'd gone a distance to fall into the arms of the dreamy prosthesis, pressing her lips against his as soon as he met her embrace. It was strange, caring more about a lunch date than a case for once. She couldn't even keep her eyes off of Rudy for the majority of the interview, and words couldn't describe the relief that washed over when Doakes liberated her. He'd brief her later. When the fuck did she become so eager?
