Les: Mark, I’ma have to lay the beats on you for saying Amy can’t sing. Just because she can’t hold her liquor, honestly.
Mark: OK, she can sing a little but she looks like someone hit in her in the face with a bag of nickels. What a drunken idiot that chick is. ARGH! I can’t stand that chick. And this is her STARTING her tour …
Les: Okay I concede, she’s a train wreck. Also, I think she has some rodents living in her hair. I’d still do her though.
Mark: HA! I wouldn’t touch her with Paul’s dick.
April: You should have gotten some of those [hand-made, glass] wine stoppers. That artist was CUTE. You should have talked to him!!!
Les: Yea, but what would I have said anyway? I’m no good at talking to people.
Leeanne: "So do you blow these? You know, I’m somewhat of an artist myself …"
Les: Ahh, whaaat?? No.
Leeanne: " …. My studio is in my bedroom."
Clover: I’m so happy you’re home.