(And I was like: "And this guy who does he think he is?"
Tip-o, my friend... Tip-o! Be right back, save my seat!
Oh, don't worry. Nobody wants your seat!
Mom: "I will come get u at 9 if there will be a saggy vag for me."
Mom: "doggy bag! Good christ this phone."
Her: "Hey -- I locked myself out. Can you bring me my spare cockring?"
Him: "Please tell me that's a tipo."
Her: "...fucking iPhone. Keyring!"