Mi llamo Klinger.

Whoa whoa whoa. You’re wearing black boots and olive drab cargo pants to go get margaritas with the nurses? What is this, MASH? I’m wearing a Thomas Dean paisley shirt for crying out loud – people will think I’m Klinger. Either you have to change your pants or I have to figure out a way to somehow become less fabulous.

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