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"You know, I've never actually seen your birth certificate."
In a way, she was relieved. At least it wasn't another woman.
'Have you been messing around on me, Checkers? This isn't my hair in your hair ball!'
"This had better not be another one of your slutty damsels in distress!"
"What are these Neanderthal hairs doing on your club?"
"No, I didn't start smoking again! That's chimney you smell!"
"There's no other woman! That's whale you smell!"
"Why did you just blink?"
"She's his new secretary....his wife!"
"Robert, darling. Isn't that woman the spitting image of your wife?"
"This had better be one hell of a story, buster!"
'Of course I am at the office, honey. Don't you hear the tortured souls?'
'OK, since you seem to hesitate, I'll ask your pilot-fish where you were...'
'She has this irritating habit of looking over her shoulder when I'm weighing up a pretty girl behind her.'
"No one else, huh! So who the hell is sending you a pigeon at four in the morning?!"
"There's a shortage of beds, dear."