Stay on your feet for your guests. If you pass out or throw up…and try to keep your clothes on too. There’s no more sickening sight than you drunk and your skirt over your head. Your heads, I should say.
No, there are limits. A man puts up with only so much before he descends a rung on the old evolutionary ladder, which is your line. I’ll hold your hand when it’s dark and you’re afraid of the bogeyman and I’ll tote your gin bottles out after midnight so no one sees. But I will not light your cigarette. And that, as they say, is that.
Stay on your feet for your guests. If you pass out or throw up…and try to keep your clothes on too. There’s no more sickening sight than you drunk and your skirt over your head. Your heads, I should say.
No, there are limits. A man puts up with only so much before he descends a rung on the old evolutionary ladder, which is your line. I’ll hold your hand when it’s dark and you’re afraid of the bogeyman and I’ll tote your gin bottles out after midnight so no one sees. But I will not light your cigarette. And that, as they say, is that.
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Stay on your feet for your guests. If you pass out or throw up…and try to keep your clothes on too. There’s no more sickening sight than you drunk and your skirt over your head. Your heads, I should say.
No, there are limits. A man puts up with only so much before he descends a rung on the old evolutionary ladder, which is your line. I’ll hold your hand when it’s dark and you’re afraid of the bogeyman and I’ll tote your gin bottles out after midnight so no one sees. But I will not light your cigarette. And that, as they say, is that.
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My God… not your damned Virginia Woolf … AGAIN![/quote]
I couldn’t resist! You knew the answer, which means you must have seen the movie. Admit it, it’s a fucking classic!
Okay, I promise not to reference that movie on this site for at least one month. I swear.
