Dad: Sure...I'll go pick it up...I just need you to give me a little money, honey.
Mom: You don't need money...you just sign for it and charge it to the law office.
Dad: Damn! I'm that big a deal?
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(at work...staffing cases with the people from Mental Health Mental Retardation and our supervisors...Karlee works with MHMR)
Amy: yeah. yeah...he's doing fine. He just smells like ass.
Karlee: I'm gonna put that right into his file.
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Debra (another probation officer): If that bitch puts her makeup on in the dark one more time....
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Karlee: So...he went and turned himself into jail and he had a big ole baggie of weed in his pocket.
Amy: Awesome...guy's a rocket scientist!
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(guy tells about all the problems with a program at MHMR)
Karlee: So...in your experience...would it be just a big, huge cluster fuck to refer him right now?
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Amy: He always comes to the door in sponge bob boxers.
Karlee: yeah...and all I can think is "Jesus! Sponge Bob's nose is really big right now!"
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Karlee: I held a donkey once. I really really like donkeys.
Darrin (her boss): Hmmm...I bet donkey smells like ass.
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Amy: You'll never believe!! **** is dating a woman! Our whole caseload is full of big, ugly lesbians. Do you think somebody's doing that on purpose?
Karlee: No...I think there's something in the water! And...if you're big, ugly, dykey and crazy...you want to come to Karlee and Amy. Shit! I'm going to go home and thank Jessica for not being a big, ugly lesbian.
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