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I finally met the man of my dreams.
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Sophie, that's not news. You've known me for years.
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Oh, Earl, another place,
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another time, another woman,
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another man.
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Hey, girls, you better wipe down my booth.
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My boyfriend's parking his Lincoln outside.
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Yeah, he dropped me off first 'cause he's a class act
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and 'cause he had to put his pants back on.
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There she is. There's my peanut.
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You hear that? He calls me his peanut.
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Holy crap,