[The idea of approaching anything Freudian is abhorrent to Cheryl. Maybe it brings up memories of the time Veronica accused her of being a little too close to her brother -- or maybe it's simply that with all the baggage that comes with being a Blossom it's better not to open that can of worms. Cheryl hasn't been doing well, lately. She still remembers the freezing cold water of the lake dragging her down, the vision she had of Jason's corpse trying to take her down with him --
No, she wouldn't be getting on that thing anytime soon.
She can't imagine why anyone would.]
They must be stupid to think that would be fun for them
[In typical Cheryl Blossom fashion she falls into the familiar stance of the mean girl.]
I'm glad at least you and I know better than that.
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No, she wouldn't be getting on that thing anytime soon.
She can't imagine why anyone would.]
They must be stupid to think that would be fun for them
[In typical Cheryl Blossom fashion she falls into the familiar stance of the mean girl.]
I'm glad at least you and I know better than that.