bob: yesterday, i overheard tina saying "are you sure this is a good idea?" and gene replying "trust me", and i have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.
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bob: yesterday, i overheard tina saying "are you sure this is a good idea?" and gene replying "trust me", and i have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.
jimmy: i think i'm coming down with something. i've been so nauseated lately.
trev, seriously: maybe you're pregnant.
jimmy:
trev:
jimmy: i don't know who's the bigger idiot: you for suggesting that, or me because i almost had a panic attack.
tina: crazy how much there is
tina: like in general
Linda, drunk: Hey, Bobby, has anyone ever told you you look like Tom Cruise?
Bob, drunk: *giggling* No, I don't think they have.
Linda: *giggling* Yeah, that's fair.
Bob: You know, you kinda look like Tom Cruise.
Linda: Thank you?
Bob: He's hot.
Louise, with a face mask on and rollers in her hair: *leaning out the window, to Bob* HEY! Do you have any idea what time it is? Get in the house, fatty!
Gene: Vegan places aren't real, right?
Bob: No, they're not real. *pulls out a salad* OR ARE THEY?
Gene: *runs away*
Linda, talking about Louise: I love how she just wakes up and choses violence
Bob: Late night me has a lot of issues
Linda: God, he's cute
Ginger: Linda, you're married
Linda: Yeah, and my husband would agree with me
Louise: Sometimes violence *is* the answer and this bitch is asking questions
Louise: If left unattended, I will concus myself
Louise: Mom, I don't wanna touch your but
Linda: Well you came out my butt, so
Linda, to Bob: Come here, you sleepy slut
Linda: I want a ceiling robot-nerf mount
Bob, under his breath: Oh my God, I married you
Louise: It feels like someone took my skin and crumpled it into a pall like paper
Bob: Are you ok?
Louise: Yeah... My bones are hollow.
Bob: Yeah, everyone's are.
Louise: My brain is dehydrated.
Bob: Can you stop?
Louise: Sure.... *my brain's made of mush*
Gene: MOM COME LOOK AT THE LOBSTER
Linda: Sweetie that's a ferret
Linda, reading off her phone: Bobby, are you from Paris? Because ma-damn!
Bob: That doesn't work if I'm a guy
Linda, off the cuff: Fine. Are you from Paris? Because you mon-sure are fine as hell.
Bob: I- God that was smooth