Crusty: I'm hungover and whiny and bloated and all I have for lunch is this vile-looking, Carribbean-style microwave meal that's been in the freezer for like 11 months.
Fannie: That's what you get for drinking on a school night.
Crusty: Yeah, but the silver lining is that now all my drunk-farts smell like jerk chicken.
Fannie. Ew.
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