Denise Richards: La la la la la la la la!
R: Do you think people mock our frivolity?
D: Tinkle winkle do dee hum.
R: I feel myself merging with the stereotype of middle aged crag with the too-pretty delightful girl. 'Tis a puzzle.
D: Tooralooralay!
R: It doesn't matter. I look smashing in clothes. My Rock Star title gives me immunity.
D: Schmoopiedoopiepoopieloopie.
R: You're such a comfort to me in these times of woe. Bitter is the spirit whose essense goes unnurtured.
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