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dealbreaker:

You Only Talk In Movie Quotes

At first it was funny when you did the whole ‘I’m Ron Burgundy’ thing. Anchorman is a pretty funny movie. Then the floodgates opened. I don’t even think that you are a human anymore. You are this weird combination of the scripts of various Will Ferrell and Paul Rudd films and the AFI Top 100 Film Quotes. Do you even have a personality? Is your desktop background really a picture of the Wedding Crasher’s movie poster? Is your ringtone really ‘Afternoon Delight’? Did you only know that song because it was in Anchorman?

We can’t be together because you can’t come up with a sentence on your own. I need to end this thing we have before you see Ace Ventura, so let me just leave this relationship with some parting words. “You had me at hello, but what we’ve got here is a failure to communicate. So here’s to looking at you kid, and your little dog too. Go ahead, make my day because frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn. I’m going to make you an offer you can’t refuse, play ‘As Time Goes By’ because after all, tomorrow is another day. Hasta la Vista, nobody puts baby in a corner.”

-Written by Marie

the day i took on the pool bully

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yes, he was thirteen… and barely five feet tall.

BUT he had a nasty mouth, calling mean names like “queer”,”faggot”, “big butt” and “chicken legs” AFTER the nice ferris*/cole kids INCLUDED him and his friends in their game!

after waiting to see how the kids handled it (jules kept telling everyone “just ignore him”) i turned to observe/glare at him and caught him splashing and name calling the girls!

oh, no he didn’t!

so i pointed at him and giving him my best claire huxtable look,  said:

“hey you, bully! you’re out of here! go! if you’re not nice you don’t get to play with nice kids!” he tried to interrupt but i was on a roll “go! you’re a mean bully, you can’t play! i will look up your name and call your mother!”

(thank god he was still young enough that a call home was frightening)

he swam off and we didn’t see him the rest of the afternoon… though i did have the pleasure of having to explain to a group of tweens what “faggot” and “queer” meant. i hope i have the pleasure of running into his mother, she must be so proud!

*family i nanny for