Look, bitch. I don't care if your boyfriend is a fucking rock star. I'm a fucking wizard. If I wanted I could magic myself into any fucking band I wanted.
Please, mister, just leave me alone. My boyfriend will be back in a minute.
Actually, that would be pretty fucking cool. I could be in Abba, or Queen, or even Culture Club! And - what the fuck?
I knew she was frigid, but this is just fucking stupid.
