JM: “Oh I never eat foie gras, it tastes of sin and ill-repute. Plus it looks like goose poo, molded into a crescent moon.”
SS: “Boys in black ties, under purple neon, give me better posture. Do you think I have good posture? I always loved the ballet. ”
RB: “Champagne brings out [...]

RB: “Your shoes look like you are a fancy boy, but your fingernails are dirty! ”
JH: “Aah. Come on, come on it’s the hair we’re talking about.”
RB: “Look!”
JH: “It’s time, I know. I’m in the middle of finals and this is me avoiding a twenty page paper documenting the fictionalized breakfast-eating habits of [...]

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