Theresa is a cop, not a paramedic, which is why she is wearing a bullet proof vest.

Yes, but does it have a level where you lose points for doing your corpsepaint out of last year's Halloween clearance at Walgreens?

Yes, but does it have a level where you lose points for doing your corpsepaint out of last year's Halloween clearance at Walgreens?

I'm confused about this, as well.  Not only is it at a low point, but it's about to really swirl 'round the bottom of the bowl once it's filled with pandas come September.

I'm confused about this, as well.  Not only is it at a low point, but it's about to really swirl 'round the bottom of the bowl once it's filled with pandas come September.

Makes sense.  I'm not sure why "Hey, here's a letter to grandma.  Please ride by yourself for 200 miles at breakneck speed through mostly hostile country to deliver it," ever struck anybody as a good idea.

Makes sense.  I'm not sure why "Hey, here's a letter to grandma.  Please ride by yourself for 200 miles at breakneck speed through mostly hostile country to deliver it," ever struck anybody as a good idea.

I am oddly comfortable with this revelation.

I am oddly comfortable with this revelation.

The more I read VanDerWerff's submissions, the more I'm convinced we had the same childhood.  It's fucking creepy as hell.

The more I read VanDerWerff's submissions, the more I'm convinced we had the same childhood.  It's fucking creepy as hell.

I HATE YOU!  NO WONDER DAD CHEATED ON YOU WITH AUNT PATRICIA!

I love "Back to Me," and I think "Looking for Flowers is solid, too.  "Goodnight California" is easily one of my favorites.

Fucking 1997, which is what year this review apparently came from.

2009 is "back in the day"?

Peanuts were removed because of the prevalence of passengers with severe peanut allergies, not cost-saving measures.

Yep.  He's been painted as an ally to Emma, so for him t be dipping into EQ puts some serious shade on his credibility of being on the Good Team.

Fact: He is super-nice in person, but also super-tiny.  Like, 130 lbs tiny.

That's his dad.

Uh.
Jesus, Jason Heller. TMI. Less info about the welfare, more about the Chef Boyardee goodness, thanks.