I could probably bribe her into hell with them.However, the trailer lay on the other side of hell as far as she was concerned. Every time she would ge... close to the ramp, she’d start acting up. But between sweet-talking her and the candy, I finally got her loaded and settled down.By 9:00, we were on the road. Shadow riding shotgun and taking full advantage of the open window. I’ve never figured out why dogs hate somebody blowing in their face. But love hanging their head out of a car window. At. " Then the smile turned into a very cute grin as she added, "Miss Cameron, could I make a short video tape? With me kneeling on the floor and bowing until my forehead touches, thanking you? That way when these things come along, one right after another, I can just point to the VCR, roll the tape, and save a lot of wear and tear on a bod that can't take a whole lot more right now."Ginny just delighted at her good spirits and the return of her sense of humor. Susan continued, "I have just one. He had brown eyes and blonde curly hair cut short to meet naval regulations, which was very unflattering on his pale skin. The room he stood in was only big enough across to have two bunks placed, but only just barely. The overhead lights gave off a red hue giving the air itself a red quality as the dust floats in front of his face. A simple switch flip fixed this however and the room lit up to reveal a mirror and very small sink and toilet both fitting to the dingy gray of the room. His. It had just rolled past four o’clock when the phone range. I answered it expecting it to be some telemarketer and was wondering if I would be able to control people over the phone and make then beat themselves to death with their own receiver.“Hello Damien,” came a cracking old European voice “Happy Birthday.” “Hi Grandad,” I said. Even though my mom didn’t really get along with her dad that much I still talked to him all the time. He made a point of calling me on my birthday every year like.