A. Improbable? Possibly. But impossible? Now that's a whole other story.
A. My mama. I mean, she gave birth to me, right. Good job, woman. Good job.
A. I haven't quite learned how to stop time yet, but I am desperately working on it.
A. I don't know where I would be but who would I be with? Now, that's the question. So, picture this: me, a comfy couch, someone I love, light streaming through the windows, flowers on the table, and good conversation. Ah, happiness.
A. Historical? Let's just make that any character... and that would be Mr. Darcy, and I hope to say: Wow, you're even hotter than I imagined.