JAKE: (STANDS UP, KNEES CRACK OMINOUSLY)
JAKE: (BEGINS SINGING HIS LAMENTS OVER HIS ARTHRITIC-SOUNDING KNEES) I blame Isabella for the crackin' in mah knees!
ME: (TEMPLES FINGERS AND LOOKS OVER AT JAKE MALEVOLENTLY) You should. I put a voodoo hex on your knees.
JAKE: (GESTURING GRANDLY) Why'd do that to mah knees, ya knee-hatin' bitch
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