AN: This is a good old-fashioned list. There aren't any good lists anymore!
For those of you new into the Fanfic world, or haven't ventured beyond the
walls of FF.Net (do so! There is so much more out there!), a list is
basically a list of things like, "Things You'll Never Hear on the Mediator"
(this one this time), "Lessons Learned from the Mediator", and "You Know
You Read Too Much Jenny Carol When.". Oh! And here's a salutation! Hi,
Luna29! Hi, Gorbash! Hi, Fireblade! Hi, !
THINGS YOU'LL NEVER HEAR ON THE MEDIATOR. ~Suze: Jesse, I'm sorry, but you took too long telling me how you feel. I'm engaged to Paul. ~Cee Cee: Of course I'll go to prom with you! I love you, Brad. ~Jesse: Suze, I'm sorry, but you took too long telling me how you feel. *I'm* engaged to Paul. (Slash-y goodness!) ~Jesse: F%#@! I CAN'T MOTHER F^*$@ING BELIEVE THAT SORT OF S^$# MOTHER F#(@ING HAPPENED!!!! ~Suze: Aww, man, my skirt ripped! This is the one from Wal-Mart too! *sobs* ~Jesse: Suze. ~Father D.: *looking at poor dead cheerleader* You know, Suze might be on to something. ~Suze: Yo hablo español muy bien ahora. Jesse, te amo. Besame, mi hombre fuerte grande. (translation: I speak Spanish very well now! Jesse, I love you. Kiss me, my big strong man!) ~Jesse: *muttering in English* ~Paul: Two broken noses, almost murdered by a dead cowboy. you know, Suze isn't really worth it. ~Suze's Mom: You know, honey, I think I know why you don't have boyfriends. You have a dead rancher living in your room, and you love him, right? ~Andy (which, ironically, happens to be Lita Pern's real name, short for Andrea): I guess Suze can miss dinner if she really doesn't want to come down. ~Jake: Andsothenshewaslike,SoyoursavingupforaCamaro?AndIwaslike,ya,andshewaslike,co ol,andIcan'tbelieveshetalkedto*me*sheissooooooooooooooocoooooooool. Are you, like, paying attention? ~Brad: It is very probably that, judging by her past experiences and skirmishes with law-enforcement officers, Suze has the idiosyncratic ability to communicate with the deceased, and they could possibly be tactile, as well. ~David: And I said, "Dude." And he said, "Dude." And it was so frickin' awesome. ~Suze: Oh, hi Jessica! You just moved here from Indiana? How cool. What? You know where my stalker is? You saw his picture? Freak. ~Suze: Yeah, Jake, Brad, I'm in a gang. West side! ~Kelly Prescott: Oh, Brad Ackerman! That I might be in your arms! So I can get to your stepsister, and claim her as my own. (Gyah! Girl slash-y goodness) ~Cee Cee: Of course I don't believe in that Catholic mumbo-jumbo. I'm a wicca. ~Adam: That statue cries tears if you graduate a virgin. You don't want to make her cry, do you, Cee Cee? Let me solve that. ~Jesse: Shove a sock in it, Father D.
THINGS YOU'LL NEVER HEAR ON THE MEDIATOR. ~Suze: Jesse, I'm sorry, but you took too long telling me how you feel. I'm engaged to Paul. ~Cee Cee: Of course I'll go to prom with you! I love you, Brad. ~Jesse: Suze, I'm sorry, but you took too long telling me how you feel. *I'm* engaged to Paul. (Slash-y goodness!) ~Jesse: F%#@! I CAN'T MOTHER F^*$@ING BELIEVE THAT SORT OF S^$# MOTHER F#(@ING HAPPENED!!!! ~Suze: Aww, man, my skirt ripped! This is the one from Wal-Mart too! *sobs* ~Jesse: Suze. ~Father D.: *looking at poor dead cheerleader* You know, Suze might be on to something. ~Suze: Yo hablo español muy bien ahora. Jesse, te amo. Besame, mi hombre fuerte grande. (translation: I speak Spanish very well now! Jesse, I love you. Kiss me, my big strong man!) ~Jesse: *muttering in English* ~Paul: Two broken noses, almost murdered by a dead cowboy. you know, Suze isn't really worth it. ~Suze's Mom: You know, honey, I think I know why you don't have boyfriends. You have a dead rancher living in your room, and you love him, right? ~Andy (which, ironically, happens to be Lita Pern's real name, short for Andrea): I guess Suze can miss dinner if she really doesn't want to come down. ~Jake: Andsothenshewaslike,SoyoursavingupforaCamaro?AndIwaslike,ya,andshewaslike,co ol,andIcan'tbelieveshetalkedto*me*sheissooooooooooooooocoooooooool. Are you, like, paying attention? ~Brad: It is very probably that, judging by her past experiences and skirmishes with law-enforcement officers, Suze has the idiosyncratic ability to communicate with the deceased, and they could possibly be tactile, as well. ~David: And I said, "Dude." And he said, "Dude." And it was so frickin' awesome. ~Suze: Oh, hi Jessica! You just moved here from Indiana? How cool. What? You know where my stalker is? You saw his picture? Freak. ~Suze: Yeah, Jake, Brad, I'm in a gang. West side! ~Kelly Prescott: Oh, Brad Ackerman! That I might be in your arms! So I can get to your stepsister, and claim her as my own. (Gyah! Girl slash-y goodness) ~Cee Cee: Of course I don't believe in that Catholic mumbo-jumbo. I'm a wicca. ~Adam: That statue cries tears if you graduate a virgin. You don't want to make her cry, do you, Cee Cee? Let me solve that. ~Jesse: Shove a sock in it, Father D.