A preview for this Sunday's Charmed (which I never, I thank you, watch; I'm too engrossed in good shows like Smallville and House -- ouch, I just bit my tongue) featured a brilliant statement of insight and clarity:
"We can't have a demon in the family."
No, I guess not. The best part was the tone, that of an upper-crust (FAKE) British woman whose daughter wants to marry the garbage man.
Anyway, I thought it was hilarious.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
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