Oh, thank you so so so so so so so time eleventy billion much for transcribing that! I haven't watched any of the commentaries...I really should, huh? And dude, didn't even think about how the Fred coat looked all Mary veil like. Thanks again.
1. Mine used to do that, but the way my hairdresser does it now makes it so it's relatively long while still holding curl. I'm not sure I'll ever get it as long as I used to wear it when I was in my preteens, though. It was down to my waist.
2. Ah! Ah! I'm sorry. I don't mind bugs except for roaches. Once, when I was like in 6th grade, I was sleeping over with some friends at my other friends' house, and we saw one like at one in the morning. We were so scared of it we all slept on her bed instead of on the floor like we'd meant to (and instead of in the living room, because the living room is where we saw it)...and she had like a single, not even a twin, and there were FOUR of us, and I had someone's feet in my face the whole time, and I HATE FEET! But not as much as roaches. I'm sorry about your bug. *pets you*
3. What is your NAME child, and no more foolishness! Anne Shirley. Plain old unromantic Anne Shirley. Anne Shirely is a fine, sensible name, and not one to be ashamed of. Oh, I'm not ashamed! But if you're going to call me Anne, make sure and spell it with an e. What difference does it make how it is spelled? It makes a lot of difference! Print out A-N-N and it looks...absolutely dreadful! But Anne with an E is quite distinguished. Very well then, Anne, with an E, how is it that you happen to be brought and not a boy? If I were very beautiful, and had nut brown hair, would you keep me? No, we have absolutely no use for a girl. Oh, don't stare there gaping! Since you're here we might as well put you somewhere for the night.
I just realized I can probably recite that WHOLE DAMN THING! Gah!
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1. Mine used to do that, but the way my hairdresser does it now makes it so it's relatively long while still holding curl. I'm not sure I'll ever get it as long as I used to wear it when I was in my preteens, though. It was down to my waist.
2. Ah! Ah! I'm sorry. I don't mind bugs except for roaches. Once, when I was like in 6th grade, I was sleeping over with some friends at my other friends' house, and we saw one like at one in the morning. We were so scared of it we all slept on her bed instead of on the floor like we'd meant to (and instead of in the living room, because the living room is where we saw it)...and she had like a single, not even a twin, and there were FOUR of us, and I had someone's feet in my face the whole time, and I HATE FEET! But not as much as roaches. I'm sorry about your bug. *pets you*
3. What is your NAME child, and no more foolishness!
Anne Shirley. Plain old unromantic Anne Shirley.
Anne Shirely is a fine, sensible name, and not one to be ashamed of.
Oh, I'm not ashamed! But if you're going to call me Anne, make sure and spell it with an e.
What difference does it make how it is spelled?
It makes a lot of difference! Print out A-N-N and it looks...absolutely dreadful! But Anne with an E is quite distinguished.
Very well then, Anne, with an E, how is it that you happen to be brought and not a boy?
If I were very beautiful, and had nut brown hair, would you keep me?
No, we have absolutely no use for a girl. Oh, don't stare there gaping! Since you're here we might as well put you somewhere for the night.
I just realized I can probably recite that WHOLE DAMN THING! Gah!