and they ain't friends so far, my words they don't travel far. they tangle in my hair and tend to go nowhere right past my brain and eyes into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use.
Scene: Janet and Mallorey are staring at a couch on their neighbor's lawn, trying to figure out how the two of them, with their measly combined upper body strength, will maneuver the couch down the street to their driveway.
Janet: It's indented right here. Maybe that's why they got rid of it. A slight imperfection.
Mallorey: How sad...people in China throw away babies for the same reason.