Some days, you just feel like
The Simpsons's loveable loser Gil... grubbing for a sale and having it slip away again and again. And as we all know, desperation is never becoming.
So I bow my head and give praise to the man that gives me hope after these many months. He's takin' some of the rejection so I don't have to.
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I thought I was your spiritual mentor? I've been replaced?
It was the lemur incident, wasn't it?
"Shut up, Gil! Close the deal, close the deal"
Mr. Fab, no, it was "If you Think I'm Sexy" that did you in.
Jen: They stole my hotplate, and I only had two more payments left on it.
And sometimes you feel like Moe.
Suddenly I want a Mounds or Almond Joy
*sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't*
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