
How do you want to proceed vis-a-vis beverages? But I’m a guest in your home, so it would be customary for you to offer me a beverage. As you’re in distress, it would be customary for me to offer you a hot beverage. Sheldon: Would you like to talk about it? And keep in mind that no is a perfectly viable answer.Īmy: Sheldon, my world is crumbling around me. Sheldon: You didn’t respond to any of my electronic communications. Leonard: I’m single, I don’t need this crap. Amy is playing the harp.Īmy (singing): Everybody hurts, sometimes everybody cries. Sheldon: How can I? You won’t stop talking about it. Now, thanks to you, I’m worried Amy’s been eaten by a bobcat. Sheldon: Leonard, I was just mentioning an interesting local news item. Sheldon: Who thinks Amy was eaten by a bobcat? Leonard: I don’t think Amy was eaten by a bobcat. You know, I heard in the news a bobcat has been spotted in her neighbourhood. Leonard: If you’re worried, we can go over there and see if she’s all right. You know, Leonard, in your own simple way, you may be the wisest of us all. Leonard: Did you try calling her on the telephone? I tried e-mail, video chat, tweeting her, posting on her Facebook wall, texting her, nothing. I would have been a great jockey if I weren’t too tall. Come on, thigh muscles, you can do this! Yes! First place. Leonard: Leonard’s coming down the home stretch! Come on, horsey, you can do this! Damn. Leonard is horseracing on a Kinnect game. Howard: Why are they asking me about this stuff? What guy knows what a sweetheart neckline is? (Raj raises his hand) Bernadette keeps texting me pictures of Penny in bridesmaid dresses. Leonard: Amy, how long would it take for that mad cow disease to kill me? Sheldon: I have 100 alphabetized topics from artichoke, come on, people, it’s just a giant thistle, to zzz, the onamona-poetry of sleep. Sheldon: Can we? Stand back while I turn this conversation into a conver-sensation. Can we get that off the table and change the subject? Howard: That’s fun to have in a lunchroom.Īmy: The real fun starts when you get to pick the rat you’re going to feed it to, and maybe you choose the beady-eyed little mother who’s been biting you all week. Sheldon: She popped by to borrow a cup of mad cow disease.Īmy: It’s hard to make degenerative brain maladies hilarious, and yet somehow you do it. Leonard: Hey, Amy, what brings you to our neck of the woods?Īmy: Your neurology department loaned me a culture of prions for my research on bovine spongiform encephalopathy. What’s wrong with cap sleeves? If you have the right figure for it, they’re adorabl e. Women, delightfully mysterious or bat-crap crazy? And with that comes an oestrogen fuelled need to page through thick glossy magazines that make me hate my body. Penny: Through no one’s fault, Sheldon, we’re leaving.Īmy: Sheldon, sometimes you forget, I’m a lady. Penny: All right, who wants to go to my apartment and look at bridal magazines?
PERMUTE HIGH QUALITY VS. KEEP QUALITY FULL
Faster-than-light particles at CERN, paradigm-shifting discovery or another Swiss export as full of holes as their cheese? And converse.

PERMUTE HIGH QUALITY VS. KEEP QUALITY SKIN
Sheldon: I’ve prepared a number of topics that should appeal to both the advanced and novice conversationalists.Īmy: Who didn’t? Your skin is like alabaster.

Howard: What would you like to talk about, Sheldon? Why do you hate us? What would you like to talk about, Sheldon? And again, I’m looking at no one in particular, Penny. But through no one’s fault, Penny, the quality of dinner conversation in this apartment has declined. These four walls once housed an intellectual salon where the mind received nourishment as well as the stomach. Irene was always a slave to a good bargain when it came to clothes, and sadly as it turned out, space heaters. Dead people’s dresses?Īmy: Uh, I was hoping you wouldn’t notice. The gowns, not the bridesmaids.īernadette: I don’t know.

So it seems that cloud of odourless deadly gas had a silver lining after all.
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All those bridesmaids dresses remain unused and available to us for free. Penny: So, Bernadette, how goes the hunt for bridesmaid dresses?īernadette: Well, if you don’t mind looking like an orange traffic cone, great.Īmy: Girlfriends, I have the answer to our dress problems.Īmy: Twelve years ago, my cousin Irene and her entire family died in a horrific carbon monoxide accident the night before her wedding.Īmy: Yes and no.
