Happy Birthday, Dear EC...
As of today, I am the mother of a 12 year old.That makes me sound so...old. *sigh*
All of Elder Child's midwest relatives must have been CC'd on the memo to call because she got 3 phone calls from them within an hour. Including one from Roundboy at around 10:30 where he asked if "E" was awake. Well...yeah!
Again, what's with the shortening of names, people?
Ok...back to a fun-filled afternoon of PR studies. Woo-woo.
posted by Legal Quandary at
14:10
i've always pictured Costanza
George: I am not giving you my code.
Kramer: I'll bet I can guess it.
George: Yeah, right.
Kramer: Ah, all right, yeah... Let's see... Well, we can throw out birthdays immediately. That's too obvious. And no numbers for you. You're a word man. Let's go deeper... What kind of man are you? Well, you're weak, spineless, a man of temptations.
George: uh...
Kramer: But what tempts you? You're a portly fellow. A bit long in the waistband. So what's your pleasure? Is it the salty snacks you crave? No no no no... Yours is a sweet tooth.
George: I got to go.
Kramer: Oh, you may stray, but you'll always return to your dark master... The cocoa bean! And only the purest syrup nectar can satisfy you. If you could, you'd guzzle it by the gallon... Ovaltine!? Hershey's!? Nestle's Quick!?"
Wish you the best luck on the Bar Exam, LQ!
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