Stop crying! You are literally the ugliest crier I’ve ever seen — you cry-smile!
I don’t remember a time I ever felt good about myself after being around my mom.
Sarah’s in my room because she fell in love with you for some unknown reason!
We bonded over your monster feet and justice for women.
I was just wandering barefoot in the woods of Wisconsin, fashioned this guitar out of a canoe, and I wrote a song for your baby.
Hi, I’m Leslie Knope. I love Pawnee, and I want to make it even better: better schools, safer streets, and a more progressive tax on residential properties.
Are you the kind of doctor who gets hooked on his own drugs?
Giving Christmas gifts is like a sport to me, finding or making the perfect something. It’s also like a sport to me because I always win. This year, though? My friends won. In fact, I got my ass handed to me.
But my mom will want to thank you.
I’m fine.