I regret the way pain has taught me nothing.– ~Linda Pastan
rum or whiskey / thrutheglass
Bo: I don't have any cash on me so no bananas for you tomorrow. Or I can go tonight.
SB: Go tonite and buy me a banana.
Bo: Ok, but we have to make it sexy like, if I don't you'll punish me.
Bo: And I have to buy one perfectly ripe banana.
Bo: Nothing else.
Bo: This is turning me on.
SB: Serve it to me floating in perfume in a man's hat.
Bo: Call me Reek! Threaten to flay my finger flesh if you're not pleased with your fruit!
Bo: Do your best Bane impression & tell me Gotham will burn if I don't fulfill your banana request.
SB: When I have my banana you have my permisson to die.
Bo: That's a lovely, lovely fruit.