Cha'baller: lunch plans today?
GorbaChavez: I plan to lunch
Cha'baller: but with whom
Cha'baller: as though a lunch with any other man would taste as sweet
Cha'baller: oh, that i might be that napkin upon her lap, that drip of mustard across her cheek
Cha'baller: lunch, it is the east; and the works, she is the sun
GorbaChavez: you have outdone yourself
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