"Ari! You're so...white! Are you sure you're feeling OK?" I must say, this whole episode isn't exactly a ringing endorsement for New York's finest. Am I really supposed to believe that a wheezy Colonel Sanders and fake James Bond saved the whole building before the firemen showed up? I hope Greg's arms aren't too tired from carrying Margo, it looks like he's got another damsel in distress to save.
2 comments:
"Forget it - we're sticking together! Now, get your butt up those stairs!"
I just died in your arms tonight, it must have been something you said.
Go on without me Greg, pant...pant.
I never leave a man's behind, Ari.
Rule 34.
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