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Hey!
Aren't you that crazy hot chick with the stinky, hairy *** that I met the other night?
What are you doing over there by the Window?
I don't know really. I suppose I'm just a bit bored at the moment, so I figured I'd
have a look- see outside... to see what's going on.
Oh, and by the way Squirtman... I do have a name.
It is Samantha.
Okay, your name is Samantha. Well hello, Samantha. How are you doing?
I'd be doing a lot better if I hadn't met you!
You invited me to go to Mickey's bar with you, but when I got there you were with some
other girl! What the hell was that crap all about?
Chill out! When I got there, you hadn't even shown up
yet... but this other chick was already there, so I decided to spend my night with her!
Seriously? I don't know why I bother with you men sometimes!
I swear, you are all the same!
What did you expect me to do? Stand around all by myself all night?
If you wanna get with The Squirtman, you better get there early.
Bullocks. You wish.
No, I'm serious! You have no idea how much women love me.
But listen, baby... I'm sorry that I didn't get to spend time
with you that night. I really am.
Well, you knew that I was shaving my *** for you, so I was just awfully upset that
the evening didn't work out as planned.
Damn, and now I just farted again.
You know I didn't mean anything by it. Now come on... say it.
Say what?
You know what I'm talking about. Say it.
Alright... Squirtman is my friend.
That's right, who's your daddy?