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How I met your mother ƒV[ƒYƒ“4yŒ´‘čzThe Leap

What happened exactly?

What happened is you let a freaking wild animal into our apartment.I was savaged.

savage –Ň—ó‚ɍUŒ‚‚ˇ‚é

That is the sweetest, cutest little goat in the whole world.

Sweetest, cutest little goat in the whole world?

I was pretty sleep-deprived at this point, so this probably isn't how it really happened, but here's how I rember it.

sleep-deprived ‡–°•s‘Ť‚Ě

So, you're the guy who tried to make it with a goat?

If anything, that goat tried to make it with me.Can I go, please?

Sure, you can go.But remember, buddy, "baa" means "baa."

Great.Great.Now I'm going to be late for my presentation.Thanks a lot, Mr.Goat.

Mr.Goat? Ted, that goat's a girl.Her name's Missy.

You got beat up by a girl.

So.You're in love with me.

What? Yeah.Very much.

Okay, you can knock it off.Lily told me.

knock it off ’†Ž~‚ˇ‚é

Damn it.Lily.

I can't believe you would do that.

It's just Like, I care about you, Barney.And This kind of stuff, the emotional stuff? It's not your thing.I thought I'd save you the trouble.

Maybe I don't want to be saved the trouble.Maybe I want the trouble.I haven't wanted the trouble in a long time.But with you, the trouble doesn't seem so troubling.I don't know.I thought I guess I thought you felt the same way.

Maybe I do.I don't know.I'm not exactly the biggest confronter of feelings.I mean, clearly, there's something between us.Maybe my head was saying, "Nip it in the bud" because my heart was saying something else.Look I have feelings for you, Barney.Maybe I even love you.

nip in the bud –˘‘R‚É–h‚Ž

This is going pretty fast, don't you think?

What?

We have a good friendship going.Why screw up a good thing? Friends?

Friends.

My God.You just did it again.You just Mosby'd me.

I did not.

You did.You little minx.

minx śˆÓ‹C‚Č–ş

Okay, you're right.I did just Mosby you.

Why are you so afraid of giving this a chance?

Because I am scared of how much I like you.

This is a bad idea.

You're right.This is a mistake.

Yes.No.

I love you.

Let's be friends.

OK, Friends, then.

I love you.

Let's get married.

No, you're smothering me.

smotherg —}‚Śž‚Ţ

Okay, forget it.

You know what? We can sort this out later.

sot out ‰đŒˆ‚ˇ‚é

That sounds good.

That sounds good.Let's go.

It had been a long and crazy night, but that morning, against all odds, I made it to my presentation.

against all odds —\‘z‚𕢂ľ‚Ä

Here you have it, gentlemen.Rib Town.Right? Right?

Ted, listen.You're great, and you've done a real special job here, and you're going to make some other restaurant very happy someday, but we have decided to go another direction here.

What?

Feast your eyes on Rib Town!

Feast ‚ŕ‚Ä‚Č‚ˇ

Sven.

I'll tell you one thing.I'm never eating ribs again.

Yeah, right.

I am never eating ribs again! In front of Ted!

This is a disaster.How am I going to come back from this?

disaster ‘厸”s

Okay, I'm just going to ask this.Do you really want to come back from this?

What's that supposed to mean?

Architecture is killing you, Ted, and it's killing us to watch it killing you.You're like that goat with the washcloth.You want it so bad, and every time the world tries to take it away from you, you keep grabbing it.But you know what? It's just a washcloth.Why do you even want it?

Because I have to be an architect.That's That's the plan.

Screw the plan.I planned on being a famous artist.Marshall planned on being an environmental lawyer.Robin planned on being a TV reporter.

I am a TV reporter.I'm on every morning at 4:00 a.m.

Is that still on? Good for you.

Somebody watch it, please.

Barney planned on being a violinist.

Lily.

Don't tell me things.You can't design your life like a building.It doesn't work that way.You just have to live it, and it will design itself.

So, what, I should just do nothing?

No. Listen to what the world is telling you to do and take the leap.

take a leap ”ň‚э~‚č‚é

You're right.You're absolutely right.I love you, Lily.

Oh, no, Metaphorical leap.Metaphorical leap!

Not cool.

Don't do it.

Not cool.

I did it!

Baby, you did it.

I can do anything!

Yes, you can.

I'm getting a motorcycle!

You absolutely are not!

Okay, sorry.Guys, come on over.

That was the year I got left at the altar.It was the year I got knocked out by a crazy bartender.The year I got fired.The year I got beat up by a goat.A girl goat, at that.And damn it if it wasn't the best year of my life.Because, if any one of those things hadn't happened, I never would have ended up and turned out to be the best job I ever had.But more importantly, I wouldn't have met your mother, because, as you know she was in that class.Of course, that story is only just beginning.

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