Hello, flight attendant. I am drunk and ready to be duct-taped to my seat.
Take me to Disneyland Paris. Take me to the Pope. Tell the Pope to drive me to Disneyland Paris.
I want a room. A big room. With an air-conditioner and a fireplace. And can both be on at the same time?
Do you have Bud Light?
Good afternoon. Does your country have electricity?
I want to have dinner at 5:30 P.M. More ice. Cheese slice.
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