Al: Do you wanna come out in the garage
and use one of the sanders?

Peg: Not on the car…

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Peg: If you had what other men had, I
wouldn’t need batteries any more.

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Marcie: I love to go to the dentist. A
man in white hovering over me while I’m trapped helpless in a chair.
He cleans me. He flosses me. His instruments alive in my mouth. And
just when I don’t think I can take it anymore, he says,‘Good girl,
Marcie, you can spit now.’

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Peg:  I know you look at me and think
of eye candy, but it can never be for two reasons: 1) I belong to
another and 2) You wouldn’t survive the ride.