Showing posts with label Julien Touafek Lauren Cesiro. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 13, 2010

"Yes, yes. What are we talking about?"

"I prefer to spend my hours pacing about in an extreme state of consternation."

"Oh Christ, you always were a decent chap. We've got so much in common; they're always rotten in the end."

"Yes, the apple fell very far from the tree I'm afraid. And I think it may have rolled into another orchard."

"That's a fascinating story. Perhaps the guy in the aisle seat would like to hear it."

"How was the wake? Well, he really was all skin and bones."

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well. I've lost a limb."

"I never could quite understand why no one wears heels with tuxes."

"The poor dear, he really was a mistake."

"Oh sorry, I'm really much smarter than I look."

"Never make love with a wooden spoon. They're really not forgiving."

"Yes, I think I like it now. Yes, I think that's fine. I think that's proper."

"We kept her inside. It wouldn't be nice to society if we let her loose."

"It's as if I knew it all along."

"Walking never was his forte."

"Walking never was his forte."

"Did you brush your teeth in the dark?"

"Suddenly it's as if I'm flying, or is that this martini?"

"Hunny, you can't wear heels to a soccer match."

"She never did keep her brain in her purse."