Authors' note: Well, we are back, once again! Ok, one thing that Lauren
would like to point out is that Paulo is the Gilmores' driver… it's not
like he's some weird freaky man that Emily is cheating on Richard with…
because then… wow… then Lorelai would really come from a screwed up family.
Which, if you've seen that episode where Lorelai is trying to give back
that ice cream maker that was a present for her and Max's wedding, you know
that she does come from a screwed up family… but what Lauren was trying to
say was that Emily and Richard aren't as screwed up as the rest of them…
Wait… is that what Lauren was trying to say? The world may never know…
Disclaimer: Lauren is still sitting there wishing she was Lauren Graham… she really should look into getting a life because neither Lauren or Margaret has anything to do with the actual show, even though we both love Gilmore Girls…
~*~
I was sitting in my room doing history homework. History homework I didn't understand at all.
I threw down my pencil. "THAT'S IT!" I yelled. I picked up the phone and dialed Nikki's number. She picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"NIKKI, WHY DID THE RENAISSANCE BEGIN?" I shouted.
"Umm.....because it did?" Suggested Nikki.
"NIKKI, HELP ME!!! I DON'T GET THE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!" I shouted
"WELL, NEITHER DO I, SO I'M SORRY!!!!!" She yelled back.
"HMPH!"
"HMPH!" Added Nikki. There was a pause. "Why don't we just leave history for later? Right now I want you to tell me whether you're coming with me to that party at Tiger Paw tonight."
"I can't, my mom will say no," I replied.
"Then lie to her. Tell her you want to come to my house for dinner."
"Um...okay, hold on," I answered hesitantly. I walked down the stairs. "Mother," I began. "I've been invited to Nicole's house for dinner tonight. May I go?"
"I don't see why not, Lorelai, that's a very nice invitation. What time does she want you there?"
"Half-past-seven," I replied, thinking about how much more polite and polished I was around my mother than around my friends.
"All right, I'll have Paulo drive you, be dressed and downstairs by a quarter-past seven."
"Yes, Mother," I replied as I turned and rushed upstairs. I picked up the phone. "Success! I'll be at your house by seven-thirty."
"Okay, see you then! Bye!"
"Bye, Nikki!"
~*~
Ok, now here's where you can help us out! You see that little lovely button on the bottom of your screen? Yes, there it is. It's telling you to review! That button is your friend… it would be very happy if you would click on it… yup… there you go! Now, was that so hard?! We didn't think so… haha Thanks a bunch!
Disclaimer: Lauren is still sitting there wishing she was Lauren Graham… she really should look into getting a life because neither Lauren or Margaret has anything to do with the actual show, even though we both love Gilmore Girls…
~*~
I was sitting in my room doing history homework. History homework I didn't understand at all.
I threw down my pencil. "THAT'S IT!" I yelled. I picked up the phone and dialed Nikki's number. She picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"NIKKI, WHY DID THE RENAISSANCE BEGIN?" I shouted.
"Umm.....because it did?" Suggested Nikki.
"NIKKI, HELP ME!!! I DON'T GET THE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!" I shouted
"WELL, NEITHER DO I, SO I'M SORRY!!!!!" She yelled back.
"HMPH!"
"HMPH!" Added Nikki. There was a pause. "Why don't we just leave history for later? Right now I want you to tell me whether you're coming with me to that party at Tiger Paw tonight."
"I can't, my mom will say no," I replied.
"Then lie to her. Tell her you want to come to my house for dinner."
"Um...okay, hold on," I answered hesitantly. I walked down the stairs. "Mother," I began. "I've been invited to Nicole's house for dinner tonight. May I go?"
"I don't see why not, Lorelai, that's a very nice invitation. What time does she want you there?"
"Half-past-seven," I replied, thinking about how much more polite and polished I was around my mother than around my friends.
"All right, I'll have Paulo drive you, be dressed and downstairs by a quarter-past seven."
"Yes, Mother," I replied as I turned and rushed upstairs. I picked up the phone. "Success! I'll be at your house by seven-thirty."
"Okay, see you then! Bye!"
"Bye, Nikki!"
~*~
Ok, now here's where you can help us out! You see that little lovely button on the bottom of your screen? Yes, there it is. It's telling you to review! That button is your friend… it would be very happy if you would click on it… yup… there you go! Now, was that so hard?! We didn't think so… haha Thanks a bunch!