Trademarked phrases from my favorite girl:
I'm not mean to anyone. Not even fat girls.
I don't judge anyone. Ever.
Chicken breast has bones? Like chickens you eat?
I'm just going to go home and cook it in the stove. (You mean oven?) Yeah, whatever.
Guy's going to be gone for three weeks. I'm going to starve to death!
Peace out, bitches.
Clearly. Clearly. CLEARLY!
J.B., get over here and let me touch you unevenly.
Clearly, chicken on a biscuit is so much better than sausage on a biscuit.
Last night, when we were having sexy-time....
This morning, when we were having sexy-time...
30 minutes ago, when we were having sexy-time...
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