The Mathematics of Wonton Burrito Meals
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Tracy,
as your wife, I’m ordering you to come home. The kids need you, and I want to give you all the sex things you like. For instance, doing it across the bed instead of up and down. Come home now.
Sho’nuff,
Angie
- Jack: Um, Lemon. I heard a rumor that you went out with one of the consultants last night.
- Lemon: Well, I had no choice. I had to give him a little taste of the Lemon, my friend. And it was not sour. Not sour.
- Jack: It's interesting you put it that way, because your writers' room is now the headquarters for Telemundo's coverage of World Cup soccer qualifying.
- Lemon: What the what?! Brad and I had a deal. I gave him top-front!
- Jack: Top-front? Good lord, Lemon, that's your worst quadrant.
“If I see that filthy dog again, I will put it down. I will put it down with a smile.
Back to work everyone!”
You’re fiance’s gay. Look at him; look at you: classic case of fruit-blindness.
- Liz Lemon
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