I'm better than you, and you know it. ;-)
Blech… nothing more mundane the a Naboo “Social event”. They think “Couture” rhymes with “Closure”. Take this “party”, the cheese tastes like it was aged in a big hole in the ground… and the wine tastes like it was aged in a big cereal bowl. Dont get me started on the rest of the food or the “entertainment”. The things I must do to get Auntie Alyksandra to give me the access to the credits and not that little troll son of hers, Michael. I mean really. She married for money, so why can’t I be entitled to it?
You there, bartender… Reactor Core and make it right… more mauve than red and shaken for 3.2 seconds. Any deviation and it’s ruined. Now here is a little girl walking in here… ugh… Why hello, little miss, what would you like to drink? A soda? What grade are YOU in?
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