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| Dinner?!? It's 6pm, I was ready at 12 pm, I waited for you for 2 hours. Did you mean to ask me out for supper? I ended up drinking Fanta and eating beef at the Ponderosa Steakhouse | |
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| Whatever, I meant supper, does it really matter? Seriously, of all the problems in the world, beef's blood in ketchup, the UPN's fall line-up, the cancellation of girl's club, this ranks like 782nd | |
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| GusGus, Oh I forgot you're too 'punk' to remember the difference? How Ellen is that? | |
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| You realize I'm a lizard right? Theoretically I could eat you and feast on your entrails. I assume you're aware of this? One more Ellen comment and I'll chew on your liver... | |
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| Yeah, yeah, talk to the hand Anne Heche, cuz the face ain't listening. | |
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