... you can learn from:
Judith Moore: Awful, awful, what do they expect us to do with all this information? What am I suppose to do about crack babies? Terrorism? I can't stand those terrorists, they're so mad at everybody, I wish they'd just get over it! Maybe I should adopt a crack baby, sent it to a good school, get a chance of... Oh shut up! I'm gonna raise an inner city child in this building? I can't stand the people in this building, with their jeeps and their loafers. Their mean, stuck-up private school kids will make fun of my crack baby, my crack baby will have no play dates, poor kid. Awful, what do they expect us to do with all this information? What am I suppose to do with all this information? Awful, awful, awful..
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That inner monologue (oh, and Eddie Cibrian's brief-clad ass) are the only things that stuck with me from that movie.
Ja, you posted on Living Out Loud and didn't post a picture of Eddie Cibrian? So this is what the apocalypse is like.
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