[recorded, the ominous sound of an EXTREMELY cheerful woman singing:]
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things!
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
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Are you drunk?
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Okay. What the hell are you on?
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I don't know what you're talking about, I'm not on anything-- drugs are a social menace, which I'm strongly opposed to. The only high I'm on is life.
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Ahh. Huh.
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[the woman is implacable]
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I'm not hungry right now but maybe later.
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You're very welcome, any time-- I'll save a couple for you, these babies are flying away like, well, hotcakes. But moreso in the waffle sense.
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None taken, and sure-- whatever you like. You're missing out though, believe me.
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