Oliver Tate: I took a photo of us, mid-embrace. When I am old and alone I will remember that I once held something truly beautiful.
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Oliver Tate: Her new boyfriend has an incredibly long neck. Just thinking about giraffes makes me angry.
Oliver Tate: I took a photo of us, mid-embrace. When I am old and alone I will remember that I once held something truly beautiful.
Oliver Tate: I suppose it won't matter when I'm 38, but I'm upset about it.
Oliver Tate: To us and a wonderful evening of love making.
Oliver Tate: My mum gave a handjob to a mystic.
Jordana Bevan: Fuckin' aye! You're a serial killer!
Oliver Tate: I decided to soften the blow with some light arson.
Oliver Tate: I won't have to poison Jordana's dog after all.
Chips: No more yuletide logging for you, unlike me, who shall be rolling in it throughout the festive period.
Jordana Bevan: Why are you such a total dick?
Oliver Tate: Her new boyfriend has an incredibly long neck. Just thinking about giraffes makes me angry.
Oliver Tate: I took a photo of us, mid-embrace. When I am old and alone I will remember that I once held something truly beautiful.
Oliver Tate: I suppose it won't matter when I'm 38, but I'm upset about it.
Oliver Tate: To us and a wonderful evening of love making.
Oliver Tate: My mum gave a handjob to a mystic.
Jordana Bevan: Fuckin' aye! You're a serial killer!
Oliver Tate: I decided to soften the blow with some light arson.
Oliver Tate: I won't have to poison Jordana's dog after all.
Chips: No more yuletide logging for you, unlike me, who shall be rolling in it throughout the festive period.
Jordana Bevan: Why are you such a total dick?
Jordana Bevan: Fuckin' aye! You're a serial killer!
Jill Tate: So. How are things with Jordana? Oliver Tate: Fine. Jill Tate: You ever going to let us meet her? Oliver Tate: I don't think so. Maybe if you get a terminal illness.
Oliver Tate: Dad, who would you save first in a house fire given the hypothetical situation that both mum and I were equally difficult to save? Lloyd Tate: I'd save your mother first so we had a better chance of working together to save you.
Oliver Tate: Mum? Jill Tate: Yes? Oliver Tate: Who would you save in a house fire given the hypothetical situation that both dad and i were equally difficult to save? Jill Tate: I'd go for you but I'd feel bad for your father.
