jen sitting on couch at work, talking on the phone that's not in my office, completely neglecting duties of responding to flood & fire emergencies, of which there have been three today displacing about a total of fifteen people relying on me to negotiate food, clothing, temporary shelter and the like, since social services is retarded and the manhattan regional office forgets the rest of the world exists:

jen: "i'm fat. i'm so fat! look at my thighs! ahhh!!! i have cellulite! ahh!"

clinton: "it's not that bad."

jen: "are you calling me fat?!?!? i have cellulite! ahhh! i'm going to jump off a fat skyscraper."

clinton: "i said it's not that bad!"

jen: "so you do think i'm fat."

clinton: "i SAID it's not that bad."