Polter-Cow does not realize that Cleolinda is mine, all mine. We may now pity Polter-Cow.
I know it's a lifequest thing, but I doubt he looked at the fucking letter every fucking day.
Sure. Drag the no-way-in-hell-that-paper-has-been-around-since-'76 thing into the mix.
I will still make out with Ms. Lilly.
Dammit, Gus, stop hoarding all the womens.
Dammit, Gus, stop hoarding all the womens.
All the womens is mine. This am a natural rule.
The hair and the stubble were just wrong for what he was trying to do.
I thought so too, Consuela. His look really didn't fit with the con game.
Gus, how do you catch this stuff in Switzerland? Are you torrenting wildfeeds, or what?
His look really didn't fit with the con game.
Ok. Two phases of the con game are involved here. "Seduce the lady" and "Convince the dude."
The hair was right for the "Seduce the lady" part. Am I right?
Dudes are easy.
'Suela: I am torrenting. "Broadband" means a lot more, here.
Ah, okay. But that only works if someone gets the file encoded and out there, yeah? I'm just surprised that the files are available so quickly.