Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Hal-isms, Vol. 35

Me and Hal. Grading the driveway.

"You're livin' here free. Show some respect."

"Kady! You look like crap!"

"This isn't a wedding. This is a sham."

"Your loneliness. Your perverted language on TV."

"It's the crawling on your belly and the sand and the shards on your crutch that ruins the 'biance of it."
(after I told him how romantic I thought it was that he had a wine cellar under the house.)
(oh, and: crutch = crotch)

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