"Music," Sawyer considered with a slight nod of his head. "I could do some music. Though I dunno how much of this friggin' island, hippies that they all are, would appreciate my type of music. A whole lot of it's country, and there's some classic rock thrown in the mix, but that don't stray too far away from what's already being played and certainly not in the direction of all that poppy mess that people listened to back in the States, when I was around." He raised his brows thoughtfully, scratching under his neck as he considered the other options.
Then he laughed.
"A goddess givin' love advice, is that right? Where's the fun in that? It's nearly like cheatin', or handin' over one's life to someone who's already got an inflated head. What about the people who don't wanna know exactly what's in store for 'em if they bang so-and-so?" He rubbed his thumbnail along his forehead. "Y'know what, that's it. Ford's Love Connection. I'm gonna be that plain old hillbilly who thinks that he can, if nothin' else, say an honest word or two about people and their too-high expectations. How's that for bullshit?"
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Date: 2010-12-23 10:37 pm (UTC)Then he laughed.
"A goddess givin' love advice, is that right? Where's the fun in that? It's nearly like cheatin', or handin' over one's life to someone who's already got an inflated head. What about the people who don't wanna know exactly what's in store for 'em if they bang so-and-so?" He rubbed his thumbnail along his forehead. "Y'know what, that's it. Ford's Love Connection. I'm gonna be that plain old hillbilly who thinks that he can, if nothin' else, say an honest word or two about people and their too-high expectations. How's that for bullshit?"