She’s offended, and I get it, but I feel like saying goodbye on a grudge is the lowest of low roads.
Wow, so much drama… I think it’s safe to say that we’ve got a real Ross and Rachael situation, if you know what I’m saying. Ross Washington and Rachael Hardy. They’re personal friends of mine, you probably don’t know them. But man… This situation is so them.
If you’re living on a commune run by satanic nationalists, it’s likely that your zucchinis would be top notch. You may think that’s a weird thing to say, but it’s not unlike gymnastics in Romania in the 70’s and 80’s… If you have one job, and you’re fearful of your life, odds are pretty good that you’re going to make damn sure that the thing your doing is going to be to the top of your ability. No jokes, here, just dreaming of a world with zucchinis the likes of nothing we’ve ever seen on this planet. Can you imagine? Death zucchinis? They’d surely be incredible.
Rita’s just pragmatic. She could continue riffing with Sarge about puffy foodstuffs that this tiny baby looks like, but it seems like a waste of time in a world with so many CSI:Miamis to watch.