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・UK /fə ðə lɑ:st taɪm/
I'm saying this for the last time: Zachary Quinto was a weird, wonderful, unrepeatable event, so stop using him against me!
I'm saying this for the last time, Zachary Quinto was a weird, wonderful, unrepeatable event, so stop using him against me.
"Are there no prisons?" said the spirit, turning on him for the last time, with his own words.
said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words. “Are there no workhouses?”
For the last time, James Corbin!
For the last time, James Corbin!
For the last time, it is not pronounced that way!
For the last time, it is not pronounced that way.
For the last time, you are not my co-host!
For the last time, you are not my co-host.
For the last time, Graystripe, I don't know what a waffle is!
For the last time, Greystripe.
Maybe it doesn't, but that's one of the many possibilities in my mind. And before you scoff, I wonder, how could you know it isn't possible? It certainly works out in theoretical exercises. Christians, Muslims, etc. all pretty much believe the same thing about the afterlife, actually. You die, you're judged, and you go live in paradise or hell or somewhere in between. I was raised to believe death only leads to living another life, a reincarnation. Others believe nothing happens when you die. Your consciousness simply stops. But what if the process of your brain powering down for the last time brings with it the slowing of time? This means you could theoretically experience an eternity of thought. You see what I mean?
But what if the process of your brain powering down for the last time brings with it the slowing of time?
Oh, because for the last time, you take the days left until Christmas, you subtract that from when the holiday decor first hit the shelves, then you divide that by when the string lights go on sale at Target, and boom, you have the day when the best trees are at the lowest prices, which is today.
Oh, because for the last time you take the days left until Christmas, you subtract that from when the holiday decor first hit the shelves, then you divide that by when the string lights go on sale at Target, and
For the last time tonight, here's the Rate-O-Matic to score "War Horse", a SEVEN and a NINE.
For the last time tonight, here's the rate of magic to score "War Horse" - a 7 and a 9.
Dad, for the last time I can't believe it.
-Dad, for the last time, I can't-- believe it.