Even eight inch celery stalks shooting out of her salad can’t distract Shirley from making googly eyes at Donald. William, however, seems to be admiring the luster of his Cheviot tweed.
Shirley Is On The Make Again
Even eight inch celery stalks shooting out of her salad can’t distract Shirley from making googly eyes at Donald. William, however, seems to be admiring the luster of his Cheviot tweed.
Donald actually preferred the Servile Restaurant, Indianapolis’ most obsequious restaurant.
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Ooh, what fun words! Do the waiters say, “As you wish, my Lord?” And then bow and cower away? Deeelightful? Where are my scones, peasants?
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A kitchen staffed with knaves and quislings.
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I think Shirley is just a gold digger. She dated Jake until she learned all the tales of his affluence were made up. She made a play on Donald who had a rich Daddy but old Donnie only had eyes for Shirley. Eventually she married William and lived happily ever after as the only married couple that sold insurance in all of Bloomington.
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Oh, nice! Good for them!
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Please dress up for this place, I see, Kerbey. What a lunch!
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And how!
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What a fancy place to lunch! Looks like their salads are generous. Merry Christmas and happy new year dear friend!
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Happy New Year!
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