“I met a new girl at a bar­be­cue, very pretty, a blond I think. I don’t
know, her hair was on fire, and all she tal­ked about was her­self. You
know these kind of girls: ‘I’m hot. I’m on fire. Me, me, me.’ You know.
’Help me, put me out.’ Come on, could we talk about me just a little
bit?“
–Garry Shandling

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