Edith: "They still seem as keen as mustard."Really Edith? Really? Exactly how keen is mustard? (Of course I had to look it up and found this. Pretty interesting, no?)
Um...question:
Since when is Bates the cobbler? For the love of god, man. Put DOWN those shoes and get up there and link PaPA's cuffs! What do you think this is? Scotland? Such menial work for a servant of such high standing! Pfft!I don't like this opinionated socialist beotch who's constantly making snarkified comments to Tom. WTF? Get off his jock. You hate the high class...and yet you're desperately interested in the high class. Know what I think? Jealous...party of you.
Tom: "I don't believe in types. I believe in people." YOU GO, GUY!!! So what, the rich are supposed to play nice with this chick...but she has no interested in playing nice with them. Ew.
Tony isn't giving up on Mary, yo. "I find that both irritating and beguiling in equal measure." Um, Mary? I felt the same when you offed Mr. Pamuk, mmmkay? Pipe down and be nice.
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