Harry: I had my dream again, where I'm making love and the Olympic judges are watching. I've nailed the compulsories so this is it, the finals. I got a nine eight from the Canadian, a perfect ten from the American, and my mother disguised as a East German judge gave me a five six. Must've been the dismount.
Sally: Well, basically it's the same one I've been having since I was twelve.
Harry: What happens?
Sally: It's too embarrassing.
Harry: Don't tell me.
Sally: Okay, there's this guy...
Harry: What does he look like?
Sally: I don't know, he's just kind of faceless.
Harry: Faceless guy, okay. Then what?
Sally: He rips off my clothes.
Harry: Then what happens?
Sally: That's it.
Harry: That's it? The faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and that's the sex fantasy you've been having since you were twelve? Exactly the same.
Sally: Well sometimes I vary it a little.
Harry: Which part?
Sally: What I'm wearing.
  
  
  
  
  
   
  
  
Sally: Well, basically it's the same one I've been having since I was twelve.
Harry: What happens?
Sally: It's too embarrassing.
Harry: Don't tell me.
Sally: Okay, there's this guy...
Harry: What does he look like?
Sally: I don't know, he's just kind of faceless.
Harry: Faceless guy, okay. Then what?
Sally: He rips off my clothes.
Harry: Then what happens?
Sally: That's it.
Harry: That's it? The faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and that's the sex fantasy you've been having since you were twelve? Exactly the same.
Sally: Well sometimes I vary it a little.
Harry: Which part?
Sally: What I'm wearing.
 Harry : I had my dream again, where I'm making love and the Olympic judges are watching. I've nailed the compulsories so this is it, the finals. I got a nine eight from the Canadian, a perfect ten from the American, and my mother disguised as a East German judge gave me a five six. Must've been the dismount. 
 Sally : Well, basically it's the same one I've been having since I was twelve. 
 Harry : What happens? 
 Sally : It's too embarrassing. 
 Harry : Don't tell me. 
 Sally : Okay, there's this guy... 
 Harry : What does he look like? 
 Sally : I don't know, he's just kind of faceless. 
 Harry : Faceless guy, okay. Then what? 
 Sally : He  rips  off my clothes. 
 Harry : Then what happens? 
 Sally : That's it. 
 Harry : That's it? The faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and  that's  the sex fantasy you've been having since you were twelve? Exactly the same. 
 Sally : Well sometimes I vary it a little. 
 Harry : Which part? 
 Sally : What I'm wearing. 
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