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It’s Arthur being gritty:

“Would madame care for a fresh bowl of cornichons with which to pelt monsieur?”

I’ve lost twenty pounds, made a website for her business that she loves, cleaned up my apartment so it’s spotless, including repainting, and have interviewed and gotten an offer for a job paying 30% more. Buffer, tidier, more successful and more miserable than I’ve ever been. Cause I don’t know why she left and I

And you did the restrained bit of not then dropping a lit cigarette in her bag. Classy.

Most movies starring comedians and attractive women.

If Lillian did end that marriage, the former husaband may have a shrine built to her in his bachelor apartment.

I kind of think you should get a convincing bald head wig and wear it for a few days. See if he shuts up.

Also they get bragging rights on how virtuous they are.

That was no gentleman.

I miss Craig.

Also, if there's anything someone in the military understands, it's chain of command. People with the rank of Airmen don't set policy, servers don't get to set prices or give discounts. It shouldn't be a foreign concept.

S'okay, more garlic fries for me.

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I think David Byrne's quote about the jacket was that on stage everything should be bigger.

Reminds me of Fred Thompson and his red pickup:

He's the animated cadaver of Joe McCarthy, in face, flesh and spirit. He's wired together so parts don't fall off. A suit that fits him would demonstrate that fact.

"Is this where we started?"

Ok, I could see the similarity to the Sky Streak airplanes and sliced turkey loaf. They're probably manufactured the same way.

Dunno, I still think "she" was an alien who outed herself. Possibly not even from this dimension as she didn't know how suns and planets work.