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You were in a Cayenne yesterday, hot-wiring a 911 today.
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No, no, no. I lost my keys. Motherfucker!
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How long?
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As long as I've been fucking Fiona for.
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Oh, fuck!
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And for dinner she made pork loin with caramelized apples
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with a side of iceberg lettuce
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that had a little oil and vinegar drizzled on it.
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Oh, what I'd do for a little Roquefort,
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but with my high cholesterol and all...
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I told you about that, right?
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About an hour ago.