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Andrea told me that I had better start putting conversations we have on my website, or she'd kill me. Below is another conversation. The setup: It's almost 7:00 a.m., and Mikki, Andrea and I have been playing Clue for hours, because we're incredibly simple people. Andrea: My dad will be getting up to go to work soon. Ian: Really? Andrea: Yeah. And now I can't have my leisurely milk. Mikki: What the hell is leisurely milk? Andrea: When I get home at night, I like to get a glass of milk, sit down in the living room and relax. Ian: Zombies! Andrea: What the fuck are you talking about? Ian: Potato! Andrea: Now you're just not making any sense. Ian: I want some leisurely milk. Andrea: It's the best. I read about it in some girly magazine. Ian: That's incredibly gay, Andrea. Andrea: No it's not! You're gay! I hate you! Ian: Potato! Andrea: Fuck you! Ian: Soup!
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