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"We are the ghosts of tupperware parties past." |
As Claudette Colbert and Errol Flynn hovered at my bedside, I knew the 12 oz. of Robitussin were kickin' in |
"The ghosts of Ziggy admirer's past." |
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"Martha, could you send in some extra pens? The ones I have now look sort of lonely." |
"Betty, will you go down to the store and pick me up some more lipstick? Thanks. you're a doll." |
"Bzzzzt. Miss Johnson, please bring me coffee, black." <mother enters> "Billy, please stop saying 'bzzzt' and calling me Miss Johnson. Now, here's your cocoa with marshmallows." |
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"Jesus was a Woman!" by Gloria Steinam (howdy) |
ye sher arrr a fine couple o' ladeeesh! *falls* |
"Hallucinating can be good!" |
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"I dreamed you were there, and you, and you!" (heya laur, gerson, shanks, turk, zill, anyone I missed) |
Why, we were just reading select passages from the diaries of Anais Nin. Go ahead, and pull up a seat. (hiya rod, bye laura) |
"Do we have a sharper knife? The mashed potatoes are kind of tough tonight." |
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