Never let the bastards get you down!
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Never let the bastards get you down!
MOIRA ROSEI was worried sick, dear! ‘Where’s David? Or his bags?
MOIRA ROSEI can hardly hear you, John! The cheering and accolades are drowning out your gentle voice.”
MOIRA ROSEI won’t wear anything with an adhesive backing.
MOIRA ROSEWhen one of us shines, all of us shine.
MOIRA ROSEYour wayfaring thespian has returned
MOIRA ROSEYou do realize I’m a professional vocalist?
MOIRA ROSEWe all have to go, David, unless you have some special excuse.
MOIRA ROSEI want you to know, John, that you are the most important thing in this world to me.
MOIRA ROSEDid I used to have a drinking problem?
MOIRA ROSEThis wine is awful. Get me another glass.
MOIRA ROSEAll in favor say aye.
MOIRA ROSEGossip is the devil’s telephone. Best to just hang up.
MOIRA ROSEI have lost all my skills, and now I know how it feels to be utterly helpless like you and your sister.
MOIRA ROSEThe world is falling apart around us and I’m dying inside.
MOIRA ROSEI’m positively bedeviled with meetings et cetera.
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