| Romy & Michelle's High School Reunion |
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| Romy: Swear to God, sometimes I wish I was a lesbian. Michele: Do you want to try, to see if we are? Romy: What? Yeah, right, Michelle. Just the idea of having sex with another woman creeps me out. But if we're still single at 30, ask me again. Michele: Okay. Christy: So, Mi-chelle! What are you up to? Michele: Actually I inveneted a special kind of glue. Christy: Oh really? Well then I'm sure you wouldn't mind giving us a detailed account of how exactly you concocted this miracle glue, would you? Michele: No. Um, well, ordinarily when you make glue first you need to thermoset your resin and then after it cools you have to mix in a Poxide which is really just a fancy schmancy name for any simple oxyginated adhesive, right? And then I thought maybe, just maybe, you could raise the viscosity by adding a complex glucose derivative during the emulsification process and it turns out I was right. Michele: For me, it's like I've just given birth to my own baby girl, except she's like a big giant girl who smokes and says "shit" a lot. You know? Heather: This dress exacerbates the genetic betrayal that is my legacy. Michele: OK, I don't even know what you're talking about cause of those words, but come here. Michele: You look so good with blond hair and black roots its like not even funny. Michele: Remember the prom? You got so thin by then. Romy: Oh, I know. I was so lucky getting mono. That was like the best diet ever. Romy: Heather, um, has anyone ever told you that smoking can kill you? Heather: No. No one. Thank you. Romy: So are you going to the reunion? Heather: [holding a cigarette] I'd rather put this out in my ass. Heather: Why don't you tell everyone I said to go f**k themselves for making my teen years a living hell? Romy White: What the hell is your problem, Christy. Why the hell are you always such a nasty bitch? I mean, okay, so me and Michele invented some dumb lie, it was only because we wanted you to treat us like human beings. But you know what? We don't care if you like us, 'cause we don't like you. You're a bad person with an ugly heart, and we don't give a flying f**k what you think. Romy: Have a "Romy and Michele" day! Back |
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