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It's almost sitcom Impressionism. When you step back, Friends emerges. That Chandler. He kills me. Monica: Keep talking! Phoebe: Wow lady! You're just gonna come over to him jumpy! (They start to cry.) Chandler: So, Phoebe likes my pants. Monica: Chicken Bob! Chandler: (in a muffin) (Runs to the girls to cry) Can I get some presents.