Sometimes, that blonde lady goes on and on and on… “Then, this happened at work. Guess what? That guy at Baja Fresh gave me extra chips again. Do you think he likes me? I dress bohemian chic, right? What if we pulled our cars up to the beach and pumped gas right from the Ocean? In the future, do you think people will have more fingers or less? How come circus peanuts don’t taste like peanuts?” Jesus Christ! I’M TRYING TO SLEEP OVER HERE!