December 2009
5 posts
The Grinch: MAX. HELP ME… I’m FEELING.
The Grinch: Cindy, we may be horribly mangled, but there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.
The Grinch: It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes, or bags. Narrator: The the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. The Grinch: Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas… Narrator: He thought The Grinch: …means a little bit more.
November 2009
26 posts
“Close your eyes,
give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame~”