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A Good Batch.

"Now, were those friends of your Gettys or Gottis?"

Yoga for Alcoholics

"I forget to drink."

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'Actually, I don't get out much. I spend most of my time alone, writing lyrical novels celebrating nature and the interconnectedness of all living things!'

"It's going to be huge! Cheese-flavored vodka!"

"I'm sure you've heard of foodies - he's a drinkie."

'Well, that's how we mix martinis around here.'

Goldylocks and the Three Beers.

"It feels like me against the world but it's actually just the state of Connecticut."

The Rind of the Ancient Mariner.

"Sofia, right? You hung out in the back of Professor Dillof’s anatomy lectures."

"Wanna get pigeon holed?"

"I'd love to stay and chat but I just heard a silent dog whistle."

'It was a lot more congenial when we had happy hour.'

"Don't worry about the economy, dear. We'll always live large."

"I don't speak Yoga. I speak Pilates."

'Gosh, really? That must be pretty grim...'

'My next song is a little ditty about why I don't have any references,'

"It's Olive isn't it?"

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"I unleash greed, disease, and death on the world, and you're saying you ate an apple that made you smart?"

'What is wrong with brother Sebastian?'

Piano Bar

"It's discretionary income but I occasionally use it for indiscretions."

"This is the Upper East Side, sir. We don’t sell ‘well’ vodka."

Fallen Angel.

"Let 'em try to regulate this!"

Caveman turning the wheel into a bar.

"Oh I don't think it's as bad as all that. In fact, I think we're in the golden age of something which we won't even realize it's the golden age of until many years from now."

"Old Martini Had A Farm"