“My point, exactly. Those poor women are so malnourished, they can’t think straight. Take my friend Sasha. Her idea of a three-course meal is a celery stick, a cherry tomato, and a laxative. She’s killing herself to fit into these clothes. Women like me can’t dress like that.”
“Unrequited love is like buying a dress that you can’t fit into but you promise yourself you’ll diet for—you can’t think about the dress, only about the fact that your body is too big for it.”
“In a depression, I’d imagine rich people try to dress like they’re poor, and poor people try to dress like they’re rich. As for me, I try to dress exactly like my clone would.”
“You can’t steal what no man owns. Like my love, for example. It’s owned exclusively by women.”
“I like undressing women with my eyes, but I just can’t quite figure out how to unstrap their bras with my eyelids.”
“I think I’m going to barf a hairball.” – Sasha“You can’t. You’re canine.” – Sundown“Tell that to the hairball in my stomach.” – Sasha”