GOD IN HEAVEN, THOSE EYES, THOSE EYES. I think the part I hate the most is how the cans disappear and he leans forward, half-threatening, half-conspiratorially, and is like, "You want the cans back? You wanna try and come get 'em before I make 'em disappear again? Maybe I'll make you disappear next time."
I always thought yours were really blue and that I was the anamoly of the family - but you're almost kinda grey-ish green - kinda close to mine, I think?
Irony: Elizabeth's gene for her hazel fleck almost certainly came from Piet, while her gene for blue almost certainly came from me. Yet the two genes together give her eyes that mirror mine about as closely as mother-daughter eyes ever could.
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Date: 2009-03-02 02:18 pm (UTC)The statement....
Date: 2009-03-02 04:26 am (UTC)GOD IN HEAVEN, THOSE EYES, THOSE EYES. I think the part I hate the most is how the cans disappear and he leans forward, half-threatening, half-conspiratorially, and is like, "You want the cans back? You wanna try and come get 'em before I make 'em disappear again? Maybe I'll make you disappear next time."
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