Love Story


“You look stupid and rich,” Jenny said, removing her glasses.
“You’re wrong,” Phil protested. “I’m actually smart and poor.”
“Oh, no, Preppie. I’m smart and poor.”
“What the hell makes you so smart?” he asked.
“I wouldn’t go for coffee with you,” she answered.
“Listen–I wouldn’t ask you.”
“That,” she replied, “is what makes you stupid.”
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I love you, Phil.