The General Situation: Have You Emulated Kristin Scott Thomas Today?

I'm just saying...

Evite should run reviews and ratings from party guests.
Prius drivers are the worst.
Someday I'd like to have a washing machine that's not at knee-level.
Train travel is better in the abstract.
Artists should have websites indicating where their works are on display, the way musicians' websites list upcoming shows.
Why is stand-up comedy in movies always so terrible?
Nothing kills the vibe at a restaurant bar like a laptop.
Is a "knowledge base" ever useful?
Houseguests are like newborns: Great pains should be taken to keep them asleep.
Sometimes I think everyone I know is on the spectrum.
Best to avoid any gas pump that also offers diesel.
Skip the exit interview.
When did car windshields get impossible to clean on the inside?
Cookbooks should be very clear about which recipe is featured on the cover.
Penne is the saddest pasta.
Don't eat a dish named after a volcano.
Nobody cares about your app.
It's time to remove that note at the end of your emails asking people not to print them.
If you think about it, gum is weird.
Business idea: TV channel devoted to terror attacks.
Please don't tell me about your favorite TV show.
The more reachable I've become, the less likely I am to answer my phone.

previous lyrics

Sometimes I wish for a mistake
Downstairs the party is going full swing. The people we came with haven't noticed a thing
It’s not safe to go out, it’s not right to stay home. Listen, my advice is to carry a gun
And anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane than go through all that shit again
Up to Lexington, 125—feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
Whoever brought me here is gonna have to take me home
I hear you knockin', but there ain't nobody home
What's practical? What's logical? What the hell, who cares?
I don't know what I knew before, but now I know I want to win the war
Tell me something that you mean, not just what comes to mind
I don't know my future after this weekend, and I don't want to
I see you driving sports cars, ain't hitting the throttle, and I'll be down to do a hundred, top down and goggles
Sing me another love song, but this time with a little dedication
You got a look in your eye when you're saying goodbye, like you want to say hi
I'll settle for a cup of coffee, but you know what I really need

Kristin Scott Thomas is quite aware of what she ordered for dinner. You need not remind her when you bring it to her.

If Kristin Scott Thomas informs you that your Christmas card was cute, you would do well to acknowledge her.

Imagine Kristin Scott Thomas in a queue, waiting to be helped in a service capacity. Now imagine a telephone caller being given precedence over her.

Kristin Scott Thomas cannot imagine interacting with a QR code.

Any hotel that desires Kristin Scott Thomas to reuse a towel should really provide at least one towel rack.

Do not ever point a billiard cue at Kristin Scott Thomas whilst speaking with her.

You are not embarrassed about playing Candy Crush, nor about broadcasting it on social media. But Kristin Scott Thomas knows to look away.

Even Kristin Scott Thomas does not attempt to save a barstool for someone. There are rules.

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