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Rob [to David]: “So what do you think? Is she telling the truth?”

David: “I-err, huh, well…What do you think?”

Lee [sarcastically]: “How masterful of you.”

David: “Thank you. Maasterful.”

Lee: “Ooh…he’s just…I want to push him against a locker. And when I say ‘locker’, I mean bed of nails.”

Rob: “When you say ‘bed of nails’, you mean bed.”

Lee: *bashful grin*

john drunkenly sang yesterday once, 'john gets the words wrong, and replaces 'she' with 'he': why he had to go, i don't know, he wouldn't say...'

'what he [paul] didn't quite see is that john wanted an acknowledgement of love, since love and trust were for him almost synonymous. of course, neither of them could say so. in 'in my life', john told paul just how much their shared history, and shared present, meant to him. the visor was down, and i doubt paul even noticed '

David: Cause I'm a tea drinker and I rumble loads Lee: Good thing you don't drink coffee you'd be all over the place