Monday, 3 November 2008
Matthew: "Oh, I'm sorry... Would it please the good sir Lord Bill of McNeal to join us?"
Bill: "Let me think... Friday night... see a movie or sit around Spaz's kitchen sipping tea with a bunch of shut-ins?... Tough choice..."
Matthew: "They're not shut-ins, okay Bill... they're just the kind of people that like to stay inside... all the time."
Bill: "Well, it's hard to get out when you're taking care of 16 stray cats... each named after a child you never had..."
Matthew: "Fine... don't go... I don't... just don't go..."
Bill: "Oh c'mon pal, I'm only kidding... I'll be there..."
Matthew: "Really?...
Bill: "Yeah, I mean, depending on the weather, of course..."
Dave: "Okay Bill, Stop it."
Matthew: "Well, it's supposed to be crisp and clear on Friday... so... "
Bill: "Oh, I'd been told hell was going to freeze over... I must've been misinformed... count me out... unless of course, the forecast changes..."
Bill: "Let me think... Friday night... see a movie or sit around Spaz's kitchen sipping tea with a bunch of shut-ins?... Tough choice..."
Matthew: "They're not shut-ins, okay Bill... they're just the kind of people that like to stay inside... all the time."
Bill: "Well, it's hard to get out when you're taking care of 16 stray cats... each named after a child you never had..."
Matthew: "Fine... don't go... I don't... just don't go..."
Bill: "Oh c'mon pal, I'm only kidding... I'll be there..."
Matthew: "Really?...
Bill: "Yeah, I mean, depending on the weather, of course..."
Dave: "Okay Bill, Stop it."
Matthew: "Well, it's supposed to be crisp and clear on Friday... so... "
Bill: "Oh, I'd been told hell was going to freeze over... I must've been misinformed... count me out... unless of course, the forecast changes..."
Bill: "I say we just tough it out."
Dave: "Bill, correct me if I'm wrong but the the last time Mr. James tried to cut the fat around here, you said, and I quote, "I will drink water from the toilet like a dog before I pay for my own sodas."
Bill: "My essential position is the same."
Dave: "No, in fact it's the complete opposite."
Bill: "Yes, and opposites attract, don't they?"
Dave: "Bill, correct me if I'm wrong but the the last time Mr. James tried to cut the fat around here, you said, and I quote, "I will drink water from the toilet like a dog before I pay for my own sodas."
Bill: "My essential position is the same."
Dave: "No, in fact it's the complete opposite."
Bill: "Yes, and opposites attract, don't they?"
"Believe it or not Dave, you're NOT Joseph Stalin and this ISN'T Elizabethan England... I demand my right to speak! People, what is WNYX? Country Club... NO! We're a fighting unit, am I right? And what do fighting men and women do when they're faced with adversity? They give in! Especially when they're hopelessly outmanned. So they're carting our equipment away? So what!? The only equipment this group needs is a half dozen number twos and a pair of golden throats. That's the spirit! So let's all keep a stiff upper lip and get behind Dave."
Beth: "My parents let me watch The Wizard Of Oz when I was 5 years old and it gave me nightmares for years."
Dave: "Oh right, the wicked witch."
Beth: "No, Dorothy. For years I was convinced that a house was gonna fall out of the sky and crush me and that some farm girl was gonna come along and steal my flashy red shoes."
Dave: "Oh right, the wicked witch."
Beth: "No, Dorothy. For years I was convinced that a house was gonna fall out of the sky and crush me and that some farm girl was gonna come along and steal my flashy red shoes."
Lisa: "Alright look I did not ask for the stupid award."
Beth: "If I were you I'd be upset too. I mean you? Cute? Come on."
Lisa: "I am not entirely uncute. I... I... Why are you being nasty about this?"
Beth: "I'm not being nasty. You're pretty. You're very pretty in fact. But cute, I don't think so."
Lisa: "Well I wasn't aware there was a difference."
Beth: "Well of course there is a difference. Pretty means pretty. Cute means pretty but short and/or hyperactive- like me!"
Lisa: "Uh huh. What is beautiful?"
Beth: "Beautiful means pretty and tall."
Lisa: "Gorgeous?"
Beth: "Pretty with great hair."
Lisa: "Striking?"
Beth: "Pretty with a big nose."
Lisa: "OK, you're making this up."
Beth: "That's ridiculous, why would I make it up?"
Lisa: "Sexy?"
Beth: "Pretty and easy."
Lisa: "Exotic?"
Beth: "Ugly."
Beth: "If I were you I'd be upset too. I mean you? Cute? Come on."
Lisa: "I am not entirely uncute. I... I... Why are you being nasty about this?"
Beth: "I'm not being nasty. You're pretty. You're very pretty in fact. But cute, I don't think so."
Lisa: "Well I wasn't aware there was a difference."
Beth: "Well of course there is a difference. Pretty means pretty. Cute means pretty but short and/or hyperactive- like me!"
Lisa: "Uh huh. What is beautiful?"
Beth: "Beautiful means pretty and tall."
Lisa: "Gorgeous?"
Beth: "Pretty with great hair."
Lisa: "Striking?"
Beth: "Pretty with a big nose."
Lisa: "OK, you're making this up."
Beth: "That's ridiculous, why would I make it up?"
Lisa: "Sexy?"
Beth: "Pretty and easy."
Lisa: "Exotic?"
Beth: "Ugly."
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