This is a fantastic party. Isn’t it? Couldn’t they get a different band? I hate jazz. Another hurricane, you say? Excuse me, could you kindly allow me access to the fondue? Old gent died with a smile. 77. De-light-ful. Why me? a lady says, as she violently scrubs at the red wine stain on her dress. There’s just too much cancer, they can’t stop it from spreading. Have some more!
Did you hear they lost everything in the fire and there is nothing good on TV anymore? Ah, yes, they had to run from their government like army ants from a giant’s foot and my air conditioner broke so I’m suffering? Are you aware the former Yugoslavia is going to have an 8th country and I’M SO BORED? Another round? But of course.
Fill me up, I’m running low. I’m having a swell time, thanks.