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You know what's awesome after having an emotional day and not sleeping for three nights? Awesome friends on AIM and a wonderfully weird housemate who narrates her kitchen-skills in a French accent.
Circe in the kitchen:
"I pour you on to ze potatoes like we are old friends and you have just returned from Versailles."
"Now I put zem in ze OVEN where it eez HOT like between mah LEGS."
"I will surVIVE. Like an ox. Or...a leettle marmoset with beeg arms!"
Circe in the kitchen:
"I pour you on to ze potatoes like we are old friends and you have just returned from Versailles."
"Now I put zem in ze OVEN where it eez HOT like between mah LEGS."
"I will surVIVE. Like an ox. Or...a leettle marmoset with beeg arms!"