Girl #1: Are you go­ing to call me on my birth­day? Huh? Huh?
Girl #2: What is it, the 23rd?
Girl #1: No!
Girl #2: Oh, the 24th.
Girl #1: Yeah.. If my friends don’t blind­fold me and get me wast­ed…
Girl #2: Oh… Yeah, I will call you. Lis­ten, I’m sor­ry I’m not more chat­ty. I just got out of the hos­pi­tal and the doc­tors put me on steroids, which have the un­for­tu­nate ef­fect of turn­ing me in­to a to­tal cunt.

–Olive Gar­den, Times Square