You are a very warm person, aren’t you.

(tualettruumis, Sneha punub patsi ja mina sasin lihtsalt oma liiklussoengut pisut kohevamaks)
Oh, how lucky you are. So pretty, don’t have to do anything. We have to do so much to look nice and you just run fingers through your hair and are ready to go.

Oooh, what slim waist you have.
(Mina)-No, I don’t.
-Yes, you do.
-Okay then. But I really don’t.

You people naturally smell really good.
(Mina)-Us people? You mean white people?
-Sorry, yeah. You, white people. Smell REALLY good.
-Uh, I think it’s the shampoo…

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwww, how cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Siuksed asjad ajavad inimese ylbeks. Kui see hyppen88riga hyppamine ykskord m6juma hakkab ja ma p2riselt ka superluks ja peen v2lja n2en, siis te hakkate p2evakajaliste postituste asemel sisemonolooge minu suurep2raselisuse..sulises…ee-ee…suurep2rasulisest? Suurep2rasusisuliselt? Mida iganes. First rule – I rule! :)