You all need more therapy than I do, and I’m the crazy one.
Being a grown-up doesn’t give you a pass on being an a**hole.
Rita, honey. It’s Jane. I got you a vanilla latte. Also, get the f*** out of there before I rip your f***ing face off!
What’s with this “we” s***? There is no “we”. I need Chief. You can do whatever the f*** you want. Birthday party entertainer, trash compactor… your options are endless, but also less than five.[to Cliff]