benhux | the future ain't what it used to be, newamsterdam

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Well then. Look out, Top Chef. I'm gonna make you my bitch.

No sir, I do not. This is a Travesty. With a capital T.

Get on it, Nuggets.

Capital, Bold, Italic. I'll get on it.

please don't laugh too hard at my failures.

Underline, underline, underline.

How hard is too hard?

Triple time

If I can hear your cackle in Manhattan, it's too hard.

I don't mess around.

Your handiwork just tickles my pickle s'all.

Naw

don't try to cushion the blow to my ego.

Aw pucker pout

I'll utilize it.