“GODDAMMIT, MILDRED!”


sal“I don’t care how wasted you were when you accepted the invitation, I’ve told you a thousand times that I hate going to brunch at the Dalí’s. There are mustache hairs in the eggs and when he gets drunk he starts talking like he’s in a David Lynch movie. Call Salvador back and tell him to fuck off.”

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