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You were right. She's still pissed.
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Sweet love, renew thy force!
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Man don't say shit like that to me. People can hear you.
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Hey there. Tired of breathing?
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Hi.
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Cool pictures. You a fan?
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Yeah. I guess.
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You think?
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Oh yeah.
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Macbeth, right?
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Right.
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Kat a fan, too?
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Yeah...
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Katarina Stratford. My, my. You've been terrorizing Ms. Blaise again.
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Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action.
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Well, yes, compared to your other choices of expression this year, today's events are quite mild. By the way, Bobby Rictor's gonad retrieval operation went quite well, in case you're interested.
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I still maintain that he kicked himself in the balls. I was merely a spectator.
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The point is Kat people perceive you as somewhat ...
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Tempestuous?
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No ... I believe "heinous bitch" is the term used most often.
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Am I supposed to feel better? Like, right now? Or do I have some time to think about it?
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Just smack her now.
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I know.
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I thought we decided you were going to school here. At U of 0.
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You decided.
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This from someone whose diary is devoted to favorite grooming tips?
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Enough!
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My insurance does not cover PMS
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Then tell them I had a seizure.
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Is this about Sarah Lawrence? You punishing me?
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I thought you were punishing me.
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Why can't we agree on this?
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Because you're making decisions for me.
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As a parent, that's my right
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So what I want doesn't matter?
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You're eighteen. You don't know what you want. You won't know until you're fortyfive and you don't have it.
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I want to go to an East Coast school! I want you to trust me to make my own choices. I want
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Was that your sister?
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Yeah. She left with some bikers Big ones. Full of sperm.
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Funny.
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I don't understand the allure of dehydrated food. Is this something I should be hip to?
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No, Daddy.
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So tell me about this dance. Was it fun?
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Parts of it.
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Which parts?
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The part where Bianca beat the hell out of some guy.
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Bianca did what?
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What's the matter? Upset that I rubbed off on her?
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No impressed.
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You know, fathers don't like to admit that their daughters are capable of running their own lives. It means we've become spectators. Bianca still lets me play a few innings. You've had me on the bleachers for years. When you go to Sarah Lawrence, I won't even be able to watch the game.
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When I go?
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Oh, Christ. Don't tell me you've changed your mind. I already sent 'em a check.
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I mean Woman. How ya doin'?
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Sweating like a pig, actually. And yourself?
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There's a way to get a guy's attention.
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My mission in life.
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Pick you up Friday, then
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Oh, right. Friday.
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The night I take you to places you've never been before. And back.
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Like where? The 7Eleven on Burnside? Do you even know my name, screwboy?
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I know a lot more than that
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You hate me don't you?
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I don't really think you warrant that strong an emotion.
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Then say you'll spend Dollar Night at the track with me.
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And why would I do that?
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Come on the ponies, the flat beer, you with money in your eyes, me with my hand on your ass...
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You covered in my vomit.
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Seventhirty?
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Are you following me?
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I was in the laundromat. I saw your car. Thought I'd say hi.
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Hi
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You're not a big talker, are you?
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Depends on the topic. My fenders don't really whip me into a verbal frenzy.
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hey. Great show, huh?
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KAT +++$+++
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Excuse me?
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That's what you want, isn't it?
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Do you mind? You're sort of ruining it for me.
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You know, these guys are no Bikini Kill or The Raincoats, but they're right up there.
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You know who The Raincoats are?
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Why, don't you?
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What's this?
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"I'm getting trashed, man." Isn't that what you're supposed to do at a party?
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I say, do what you wanna do.
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Funny, you're the only one
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Okay?
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I'm fine. I'm
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You're not okay.
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I just need to lie down for awhile
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Uh, uh. You lie down and you'll go to sleep
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I know, just let me sleep
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What if you have a concussion? My dog went to sleep with a concussion and woke up a vegetable. Not that I could tell the difference...
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This is so patronizing.
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Leave it to you to use big words when you're shitfaced.
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Why 're you doing this?
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I told you
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You don't care if I die
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Sure, I do
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Why?
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Because then I'd have to start taking out girls who like me.
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