People, thank you for assembling|on such short notice. |- I'm trying not to get my hopes up but I've already figured out|that our spin cover should be against a blood-red backdrop|with a skull hovering over us. He was cool on the phone,|and we're meeting him tomorrow. Lane, there's a seat behind my girlfriend. What was that called?|- It's Not Benny's Fault. It was the same one that boy who couldn't hold it had to use|in that after-school special. I wanted to be supportive,|but throw up at the same time. Home birth?|- I was horrified, and I hid it horribly. I can't remember the last town|emergency meeting he called. Should we be nervous about this?|- I don't know.ĭid Taylor tell anyone|why he called an emergency meeting? He said nothing to me or my girlfriend. I want you to be here|even if home birth disgusts you.Ĭan my girlfriend|and I sit here? This is my girlfriend.
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No, it's just You guys have|done a lot of research on this, right? Millions of babies|have been born this way.Īnd hospitals are so cold, you know,|so full of infections.Īnd sometimes|the dead people have infections.īut the best thing about|having Davey or Colgate here: zero chance of bringing home|the wrong baby. |Got the best one on the eastern seaboard. While we all yell, "Hey, batter, batter"? He means the midwife. The little thing will come out and carom right down|into the catcher's arms. We're skipping the hospital|and having the baby here. |- What's that for? - She doesn't know?|- Know about what? You ready? This is big. Have I apologized to you enough?|- Yes, daddy, you have. What day is it today?|- It's Saturday, Bo. It would be nice if God gave us women a pop-up thing when a baby is done like on a turkey, but he chose not to. |- What's with the 'tude? Jackson asked Bo to be here for the birth.īo's missing way more work|than he thought he would and he's letting me know it. Let's leave Oscar Wilde to his reading. |- Is it? Just spreading that|loving sunshine around, buddy? Lorelai, this is Bo, Jackson's brother.
|- How's it going there? You think she can hear us? I think out of self-defense|her ears have become vestigial organs. No, this time I came home|to do my laundry.
I have a plethora of dirty laundry|and nowhere to do it.īut you don't come home|to do your laundry. Or when I called from Yale to say that I had exponential amounts|of laundry to do.
You didn't mention that|when you saw me walk out - with my exponential amounts of laundry. They must be down to the deaf, dumb,|and blind ones. How is it that your dirty laundry|has increased exponentially since you started Yale? 'Cause I'm a dirty, filthy Yale girl now.Īnd they're on|their 200th guitarist audition. When did you clip coupons before?|- I didn't. Would you be horrified|if I started clipping coupons again? - Yes.
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