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| Pretty, smart, and you play golf? You'd better tell your boyfriend to watch out for my son! | |
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| I'll... uh... be right back in a minute with your drinks. | |
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| Dad, it's awkward enough to hit on waitstaff when one of your parents isn't trying to do it for you. Besides, her boyfriend is the cook here, and I don't want a case of food poisoning. | |
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| Well, it's not like you're doing so well on your own. | |
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| And you giving her a creepy old-man hug helps me how, exactly? Come to think of it, has there ever been a girl I've liked whose boobs you didn't eventually ogle? | |
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| Umm... does when you were 7 and liked to play Ms. Pac-Man count? | |
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