Please stop talking so I can stop pretending to listen.
Please stop boring me.
Please fuck off as you've had all the rose and the monster munch.
Please do not list what ingredients you used as I have already stopped listening
Please do not interrupt us when we dance to Robert Palmer.
Do not interrupt us when we are drinking wine and dancing to Talking Heads
Please do not interrupt us when we are drinking wine and dancing to Robyn.
Please do not interrupt my selfish and disgusting hangover plans.
Please do not interrupt my flirtatious dancing.
Please do not get in our way when are recklessly day drinking.
Please do not get in our way when are dancing to Tina Turner.
Please do not ash on the monstera plant.
Plate to ask you politely not to be a dickhead.
Oh. We were planning on saving that bottle of wine.
Oh christ. Not this fucking story again.
