Kirin-Rosenbaum

"C'mon guys, we could really use the break. My dads will totally supervise." Rachel Berry stated during the last Glee meeting of their Junior year. "No Rachel, they would hover. None of us would be able to get our mack on if your dads are watching our every move." Santana pointed out bluntly. Rachel wanted the entire Glee club to go on vacation with her and her dads, but no one seemed very interested. "Guys, we do sort of need a break. We all should go, we can hang out and just chill. We could really get to know everyone in here. Sure we sing together and we talk during school, but we need to create a real bond, that could help us win Nati

"Grrr…that cain if I ever…..oof.." Stumbling over the same log for the 5th time. He must be glitching. His eyes darted to the sides embarrassed hopefully no one has seen him. His head droops. Spotting a 50 dollar bill. He knelt down picking up the green paper bill. He waved it. Brushing some of the dirt off. Staring at his hand he cocked his head to one side mumbling very softly. Eyes widening. "Money…makes the vorld go round….the vorld go round…the vorld go round……money makes the world go round…" a tiny smirk formed on his lips. A nice german accent.   He whispered. "It makes the vorld…go

In Poor Taste “That’s not funny, Jack.” “All I’m saying is we should suggest it to them.” “Is this really the time or the place for that sort of humour?” “Awe, come on, Daniel, it’s perfect!” Daniel turned his head to glare at Jack.  Despite the blood that dripped from Jack’s bruised temple he smiled brightly.  Daniel faced forward again and closed his eyes in exasperation.  He pulled at the hemp ropes that kept his wrists bound to the sturdy wooden crossbar.  The heat from the near by fire was causing sweat to roll off his skin.  The sounds of drumming and primal singing p

Walter: Well, me and my wife couldn't find anywhere to park near this stinking joint! But some jerk pulled up in a brand-new Mercedes, goes right to a handicapped spot. But when he gets out of the car, there's nothing wrong with him. Don't you hate that? Audience: Yeah! Walter: So I ran his ass over! (audience laughs) Then his mother gets  out, starts swingin' her crutches at me! Took her out with the door. Jeff: Didn't the police see you? Walter: I'm not afraid of the cops around Santa Ana. You seen some of these guys? Cops on bicycles! Jeff: What's wrong with that? Walter: How intimidating is this?: All right, buddy, pull it over! Chi