You're not bisexual, Carla ů you're omnisexual! You're like that tornado in the Wizard of Oz, sweeping up everything in your path.
That's funny÷ Get out!
Customs held up another order of books at the border. They're claiming the books are pornographic÷ hello? Which they aren't. Well, maybe Butches in Chains is, but so what?
Of course it's obscene! That's the point!
Jesus loves you!
Thank you! Can you still read "Die, dyke, die!" or do you think I've finally gotten it all off?
The books have been classified as obscene and will not be allowed through the border. Now, if I can just get you to sign here.
Little Red Riding Hood is obscene?
Well, we, we thought it was something else.
Miss Turner, we are not here to discuss classical music. I myself am a huge Mozart fan, but÷
In case you haven't noticed this is not the Supreme Court. We're here in Customs and I have a job to do.
We're just following orders, are we? Asshole.
From your perspective, that must be a compliment of Mozartian proportions.
Do we have a problem in here?
Bernice? Oh my god, I haven't seen you since the Women's Music Festival!
I read a study and after the age of forty a woman's chances of having sex are diminished by eighty percent. So, after fifty, God help you. And since I probably won't be having sex again, chocolate is the only pleasure left for me.
Are you sure you like boys?
Soft centers, hard centers. I like all the chocolates in the box.
Sometimes you have this bubbling up feeling, this certain sort of rage.