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Oct 09, 2003 10:52

Ben: Ahhh.... such sweet sound... the fiddler on the fucken roof... is that Mr. Bentley Farnsworth?
BF: Indeed, it is, sir!
Ben: Good day,good sir, how do you do? You look fine.
BF: Fantastically well, I am certainly not Fine by far, but you could say I'm close to spectacular...
Ben: Close to spectacular? How so?
BF: Open your eyes! Spectacular is right in front of you!
Ben: Whatever you say. You're spectacular.
BF: No, I'm fantastically well.
Ben: Come on, man, make up your mind, a minute ago you said you were fine-
BF: No, I said I'm close to spectacular, but I'm meetin' fine in a minute.
Ben: Close to spectacular? You said you were fantastically well!
BF: Exactly.
Ben: Exactly? Which one are you? Close to spectacular, or fantastically well?
BF: I am certainly and without a doubt fantastically well, and was close to spectacular, but I must say, good sir, you just pissed spectacular off, and don't even mention exactly.

BF: ...But here comes Fine right now...

Ben: ... Oh, Lord... she IS Fine...
Fine: Gentlemen...
Both: Behold... A lady!

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