walkin on broken glass

girl 1: don't you just love these shoes? i mean, they are killing me. but they're fabulous!
girl 2: yeah, they definitely look great. i bought mine today and i'm loving them too.
girl 1: you know, i'm starting to have a thing for brown and blue. like these shoes. and the ones i bought for my dress tomorrow. but those are like 5 inches high. so worth it. i mean shoes, they mean everything to the outfit.
girl 2: totally.

modern day version of the last supper

(on a rousing saturday night)

boy: so you go keep working on your paper. i'm going to go downstairs and play cards with a couple of priests. talk to you later.

the two of you can help me out by shutting the fuck up...and bringing me my vibrator

(in the stacks)

guy: go down there and see...
girl: i was just there. there are people everywhere.
guy: baby help me out here...cmon, baby, please?

i got nothing.

girl (to friend): your salads always have the most distinctive smell. i think its the vinegar and tuna. so from now on whenever i dye easter eggs or eat pussy, i will think of you.

she's got sole

girl 1: hey. can you smell this cup? does it smell like fish?
girl 2: umm. well, it depends. what kind of fish?
girl 1: like sole.
girl 2: then yeah. it does. i used to work at a fish house.