Here I record my vast collection of Dani-isms. They are utterly heinous mutilations of the art of communication and the English language. Read them and weep for humanity.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Dani-ism #20
So there were three people in the office: Dani, me, and another officer. A fax confirmation is printed out of the fax machine. Dani asks who sent a fax. The other officer says he didn't, to which Dani says she doesn't have any idea who sent the fax.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Dani-ism #15
(in regards to a story someone was telling her) "So you're the son, right? Not your dad?"
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
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