George Maheris: Just a sea-breeze please. And make it a strong one. Let’s put some stank on that!
You see, light drizzle will just annoy you, but thunder will f*** you up.
Tobias: “Maybe I’ll do my gay character, I don’t think you’ve seen that one.”
Michael: “Oh, I think I have.”
We are like a Salvation Army meets a soup kitchen meets a gastro pub meets a Marxist (or Leninist) type social structure
No longer taking Lava Lamps, Hotel Soaps
Listen, if you insist on speaking to me like you’re my wife, then don’t be surprised to find my d*ck in you, and then you never hear from me again.
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