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Ok Thenardier here we go...this is as close to exact as I can get
...If its not allowed I'll take it off just tell me
Muriel: I'm beginning to think someone put alcohol in that champagne.
Andre:I fear you may be right.
Muriel:I'm sorry, I don't speak french.
Andre: Well I should...
*It starts to get explicit here kiddies*
Muriel:Oh yes...uh yes me too...Well i'd like to thank you for a lovely time...I'll never forget the generous hospitality of you showing me the sights of your little town or the heat of you riding me cross-eyed like some glorious bucking French steed.
Andre:Excuse me?
Muriel: It really is a charming place.
Andre: Yes, well perhaps the next time you pass this way I can show you the countryside, there's the most delightful little vineyard where you can once again wrap your legs around my head and squeeze it like a grape until the wine of lust flows from my eyes.
Muriel: what?
Andre: they make cheese too!
Muriel: so I doubt i'll be back this way again.
Andre: you are quite the woman of the world.
Muriel: No,No not really, i've just seen so much of it. Well, you know how it is, you open a map and close you eyes and point and think maybe there. You pack your bags full of dreams and you go, only those bags can get awfully heavy after awhile.
Andre: Maybe its time to leave them behind.
Muriel: My bags?
Andre: yes.
Muriel: They're Louis Vuitton.
Andre: Someone to help carry them then.
Muriel: That might be nice.
Andre: Or perhaps I could...
Muriel: yes
Andre: that is we might always...i'll call the porter.
Muriel: Good idea.
*updated to correct some lines
So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life.~Office Space
Updated On: 6/17/05 at 04:25 PM