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| We're looking for a cottage that's...you know...quaint. Charmingly quaint. | |
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| Lady, the place I've got in mind for you is so fucking quaint, you'll SHIT! | |
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| The travel agent lied, Ed! This cottage isn't quaint at all! Our dream vacation is RUINED! | |
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| I'll give him a call. Maybe he can send someone out to slap some quaint on it or something. | |
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| Mr. Bryce sent me in response to your call. So, you want me to do exactly what now? | |
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| I don't know. Just whatever the hell it is you Vermont fuckers do to quaint shit up. | |
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