You nasty, you nasty. You
mama said you nasty!

“She may be an uggo, but that dress would turn anyone into a rock star.”

“I love you, Charlie," I say. "I fucking love you so much.”

“And the band—oh, sweet mercy—the band. They're like a cross between mini Justin…”

“I decided on classing it up for the party … If Charlie doesn’t dig my get up, I…”