I would have to check my records to get an exact count, but quite a few. It's incredible, actually, to have life and death at the tips of your fingers.
I do think so. And not just because—apparently—I am mildly gullible in some respects. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that you exuded confidence like Bernie Mac, but you had a certain “wet girl swagger” when you weren’t throwing up or scrambling up a skyscraper.
It was nice. I bought a 5lb bag of nuts but I don’t really have anywhere permanent to store it, so I asked the Pale Man with eyes in his hands to watch it for me. And I would still like to go to the mall with you, when I’m not annoying.
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