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That Mrs. Wiggins! Why, she's as like my sister Eva as two peas.
Ruby," Chubs said. Then again, louder. "Ruby! Oh, for the love of ... we were talking about Black Betty, not your Orange ass.
Vibrant eyes, chocolate brown, kind. The mosaic of Bodee Lennox.
Marie Laurencin.
Timid Katy no more.. I'd moved onto good ole B&E.
How's your business doing?"
"What business would that be, Jimmy?"
"The escort service." I try to stifle my laugh, but to no avail. Chelsea slaps me across my arm. It stings, but I don't show it. I can't let her know that she still affects me in any way.
surprise Howie, as
Violet Markey.There's more to you than meets the eye.
She's my sunshine
Right then," Campbell began, his tone so civil it was offensive. "May I have your name for the record, Miss ... ?"
"Eliza Braun," Eliza sneered. "Here, I'll spell it for you
B-U-G-G-E-R-O-F-F.
Then there was a kid in the neighborhood about three blocks away, his name was Bobby Beavis.
Abby. She's a pigeon. A demonic pigeon that fucks with my head so bad I can't think straight. Nothing makes sense anymore, Cam. Every rule I've ever made's getting broken one by one. I'm a pussy. No ... worse. I'm Shep.
Eliza, my pancreas.
Don't you dare print my first name. That would make me sound like a real country girl.
If Bobby can get a place to live, I think, then I can get a life worth living.
Harriet van Horne He makes love to me expertly, mechanically, coldly ... He's pressing all my buttons, as if I were a pocket calculator.
Bob Marley isn't my name. I don't even know my name yet.
My mom told me she thinks a man in the market felt her up today. I asked, Where did he touch you? She said, On my knee, Bobby.
Marie Caroline Jensen, will you do me the honor of being my permanent bitch?
So, Beav, tell me about yourself." "I'm Blue." "Sweetheart, if I had your dubious taste in men, I wouldn't be too happy, either." "My name is Blue. Blue Bailey.
I'm going to say my name is Dorothy Sherman and I'm telling it like it is. I'm going to say my friends call me Dot, and I prefer my enemies not to call me at all.
I'll simply say here that I was born Beatrice Gladys Lillie at an extremely tender age because my mother needed a fourth at meals.
Bob," I said over my shoulder. "Tell her it's me."
"Can't," Bob said in a dreamy tone. "Boobs.
What the hell was up with her nicknames anyway? Sunshine. Daisy. Candy. All bright, sweet things. She should insist on being called Spider or something. Darken her image a bit.
Definitely not a Gertrude.
I'm nobody
I'm a tramp, a bum, a hobo
I'm a boxcar and a jug of wine
And a straight razor ... if you get too close to me
By the end of the class, Lucy was coming when Bobby called her. Butch was
How was I gonna get an education, sitting right back of Bobby Ann Mason?
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, oh how my heart yearns for you.
Robert E. Lee Prewitt. Isn't that a silly old name.
Overheard at O'Banion's Beer Emporium: "Pardon me, darlin', but I'm writin' a telephone book. C'n I have yer number?
A raving loony. She must be," Billy
Blue. My name's Blue Sargent.'
'Blair?'
'Blue.'
'Blaize?'
Blue sighed. 'Jane
Mitch", but then reattach it and call it "Mitch-all-together.
Cats be talkin', "Bobby I ain't feelin' ya."
But I bet if I was peelin' your cap back with a two-shot Dillinger
Hot lead released from my cylinder,
You'd be talkin' 'bout, "Bobby I'm feelin' ya!"
Don't call me Shirley!
Tess
DY-N-AMITE
Tim
Hello, Hazel Levesque.
He picked up the biscuit box and said, "Come on, Marlene. Back into hiding in case somebody comes looking for you, although only God knows why anybody would."
"Marlene?" Nell said.
"I'm not calling anything SugarPie," Riley said. "That's obscene.
When I die, I want to come back as Bobby Layne's chauffeur.
your uncle Geoffrey.
I really wonder sometimes what Savannah sees in the pre-pubescent man-girl that I call my brother. I
How's Norbert doin'?"
Norbert?" Charlie laughed. "The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now."
Wha - Norbert's a girl?
Blue jean baby, LA lady, seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand.
blatherskate," I
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
I haven't heard from Bobby since May when we had our conversation, but then this thing broke last week, where they arrested him, and we were watching what was going on on the whole deal, and I was actually flabbergasted, at what the then police chief Parks was saying.
When old Bobby does Elvis, you swear it's the real mccoy. Another Friday night in the life of a country boy.
I'm not your Dolly anymore
Bobby Tom: You're supposed to be my assistant, not a baby-sitter!
Gracie: One and the same.
Millie? Does the White Clown love you?
Now all the bums is wondering where I be's at -if you ain't a barbie it's none of your freaking beeswax!!!
psychologist Timothy
Charley Davidson, Private Investigator, Because No One Is Better At Investigating Your Privates
No one knows Anne's better side, and that's why most people can't stand me. Oh, I can be an amusing clown for an afternoon, but after that, everyone's had enough of me to last a month.
Oh, Bob. Gonna miss you. Gonna miss you so bad.
Wait a minute, hold up. Stop everything. His name is Barry -" i started. "-Derry?" Mimi finished. We collapsed on the floor howling amid chopsticks and soy packets. "Silence, whores, silence. Besides, Reynolds, you dated a guy named James motherfucking Brown," Sophia snapped back.
How's Uncle Louis today?" "Who?" "And Aunt Maude?
Pete- What does a woman want out of marriage?
Louisa- Undying devotion and a warm place to put her cold feet when she gets into bed at night.
Your sister Betsey Trotwood...
Little Willie John is the soul singer's soul singer.
If you love peanut butter pie, you are either Dolly Parton or someone who loves her.
You used to be such a swell kid," Bobby stated briefly.
"Oh! And I ain't no more?" Helen little-girl'd.
Maid Marion, who said to Robin Hood, I will not live in a house with a Little John. Never got a dinner!
When Liza Minelli was a child, she used to sit on my lap and call me Uncle Sammy.
Goodbye, Dr Goldstein.' I start to walk away, then stop and turn. 'Oh, and for the record my name's Charlotte.' And turning back, I keep on walking. Somehow I don't think that's a name he's going to forget in a hurry.
If you'd spent your life being called "Gyles Brandreth", you would crawl across broken glass to achieve the bliss, the simplicity, the purity, the joy of simply being called "Bob".
Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on, I want to ramrod with you, honey, 'til half past dawn.
She thinks my name is Freddie, you know, but of course it ain't. I
always tell these people some name like that, because if they got onto
your right name they might use it sometime. Understand?
And you can call me Bertie. Unexpected use of Beatrice makes me think I'm in trouble.
I'd like to think I'm Elizabeth, but deep down I think I'm the one whose name no one can remember. Not Lydia the slut or Mary the nerd or Jane the beauty or Elizabeth the opinionated. I'm the second-youngest. The forgotten one. - Francesca Spinelli
Charlotte." No, no, no. "Dixie, wait, listen to me -
Fran? Frances Hill, you stop that right now! What the devil's got into you? Ada, you should be ashamed! Braying like a mule, you are! And you, Mattie Gokey ... would you like to tell me what could possibly be so funny?
My name is Anne; spelled with an e at the end." said Anne to Mrs. Thomas.
Everybody knows who Reba is. She has one name, for goodness sakes! There's only, like, six people in the world that have one name.
The only appropriate response to the question, 'Can I be frank?' is, 'Yes, if I can be Barbara.
Do you miss Susie?"
Because it was dark, because Ruth was facing away from her,because Ruth was almost a stranger, Lindsey said what she felt.
"More than anyone will ever know.
Uncle Bob - "
"I could order you to."
"Well, you'd best be ordering your coffin at the same time."
"I mean it, Charley."
"I suggest a nice mahogany.
I look like Barbara Bush in drag." Aunt Jettie
... and who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Tina."
"Thank goodness!" I said so loudly she stepped back. "No silly-ass overdone names for you, m'girl."
"It's short for Christina Caresse Chavelle."
"Well, you did the best you could.
I didn't mean to interupt you if you were looking for your friends Miss
'
'Callihan,' but you can call my Jasmine. Or Jas.' Or Snookums. Honeybunch. Hotsie Totsie Cowgirl. My Little
'It's nice to meet you Jasmine, I'm Jack.
I requested off this damn night shift four times now. Barbara needs me. Barbara and little James. So I hope it's boy, so what?
Miss? Miss Phryne? Are you all right?' 'Come in, Dot. I'm fine. Some son of unmarried parents just tried to kidnap me.' 'What did you do with the body, Miss?
Good afternoon ... My name is Lucy ... I'm going to be your right-fielder ... Our special today is a misjudged fly-ball. We also have a nice bobbled ground ball and an exellent late throw to the infield ... I'll be back in a moment to take your order.
What's Psycho Bitch Barbie doing here?" Nora
What a joy Mary Jo Putney is to read; she can't write fast enough for me.
I guess the word to call me is my name, Pete.
The cast called her Lucy, but everyone else called her Mrs. Ball. She was honest with people. If she liked you, you knew it. If she didn't, you knew it, also.
How southern belle of her.
Katy. Her name was Katy. Reminded me of Kitty. Kitty cat. Kitten. Look at me, putting all these words together.
She named me Daisy St. Patience and never wanted to know what name I walked in the door with.
So what, then? Pete? Clyde?"
Cabel rolls over, pretending to sleep.
"It's Fred, isn't it?"
"Janie. Stop."
"You named your thing Janie?" She giggles.
Cabel groans deeply. "Go to sleep.
My name's Alis K. From now on you will be Willy. Come on, let's push the bicycles for a bit."
Ingrid aka 'Alis K'
The Informer
And Clare, always Clare.
silver jubilee. He
Does Raggedy Ann have a cotton crotch?
Ladies & Gentelman, the man who tought William Kennedy Smith everything he knows about dating, Sweet Stan Lane!
I love you, Elizabeth ... and more than that, I like you. I enjoy spending time with you.
Call me Diana, not Princess Diana.
Bessie- A man picking out a wife is like asking a cow to pick out a farmer.