J.Lo: Honey, make sure that before we make out you clean your nose! You had mucus drip all over my lips a moment ago.
Marc: So then Mariah asked if I would duet with her and she'd fix my taxes..
J.Lo: OMG that's so funny! Wait, we have a tax problem...?
Jen: I found out about "our" tax problem and...
Marc: I told you, Mariah is taking care of it.
Marc: Honey cover yourself, I just saw some paparrazzi guys touching themselves.
J.Lo: Yup, I still got it.
*At Beyonce concert when she fell down the stairs*
Jen: Whoop, there she goes...down, down, down.
Marc: There honey, I don't want you pulling a Beyonce in public.
J.Lo to assistant: What the hell do you mean Mariah was hiding in my fridge?
Marc: Got ya Lola!
Jen: Marc, stop fooling around! We're going to miss the Greyhound bus!
Jen: I don't care! You tell Mariah to replace all the pork chops that she took from my fridge!
Jen: Yeah it looks like you're going to need a root canal.
Marc: But I just asked if I had bad breath...are you even listening to me?
Jen: If neither of us get nominated for this picture I'm taking away your hog!
Marc: What does Judge Judy have to do with this?
Marc: I'm so glad you decided to keep this dog Lola.
Jen *thinking to herself*: Hmm, he'd make some nice gloves.
Ben: *burp* NOOO! I haven't had too much to drink. I've had 3 drinks *holds out 6 fingers* and that ain't nothin' baby!
Jen: *sigh* I can't believe this is me...












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