paul: "she doesn't have a leg to stand on, mate..."
heather: "ya you wish you were that big"
I don't know what's worse to look at: her undercleavage or her stump.
Well, come on. You do realize that they're boh wax figures from Madame T-- oh, they're not? Honestly? Wow. Um, I gotta go.
"This is exactly how much of my money she's getting, mate."
paul: "she doesn't have a leg to stand on, mate..."
heather: "ya you wish you were that big"
I don't know what's worse to look at: her undercleavage or her stump.
Well, come on. You do realize that they're boh wax figures from Madame T-- oh, they're not? Honestly? Wow. Um, I gotta go.
"This is exactly how much of my money she's getting, mate."