My feverish bad dreamy confrontation with an import model...
Real me - Hay momma, how're they hanging? They're so fine.
(after a few seconds of no reply)
Real me - uhh, I meant, your so... uhh... well... your hot.
(i could hear a pin drop)
Real me - uhm, I meant, well... you see... sorry, I meant your a very pretty lady...
At this point, I wake up from that nightmare and get some kind of manly drink, and do some push ups. I start flexing in front of the mirror and kiss my biceps. Because after that, I need to feel like a man... a manly man. A mans man.
Yea babae!
Note: the imaginary conversation came from my feverish mind. it wasn't real!
sick sick sick...
.....What what what? Trent..? Sue? What the hell are you guys doing here?
Trent: You know what you are? You're like a big bear with claws and with fangs...
Sue: ...big f#$%ng teeth, man.
Trent: Yeah... big f#$%n' teeth on ya'. And she's just like this little bunny, who's just kinda cowering in the corner.
Sue: Shivering.
Trent: Yeah, man just kinda... you know, you got these claws and you're staring at these claws and your thinking to yourself, and with these claws you're thinking, "How am I supposed to kill this bunny, how am I supposed to kill this bunny?"
Sue: And you're poking at it, you're poking at it...
Trent: Yeah, you're not hurting it. You're just kinda gently batting the bunny around, you know what I mean? And the bunny's scared Mike, the bunny's scared of you, shivering.
Sue: And you got these f#$%ng claws and these fangs...
Trent: And you got these f#$%ng claws and these fangs, man! And you're looking at your claws and you're looking at your fangs. And you're thinking to yourself, you don't know what to do, man. "I don't know how to kill the bunny." With *this* you don't know how to kill the bunny, do you know what I mean?
Sue: You're like a big bear, man.
Source
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Ahh man, thats love for you. I gotta watch Swingers to feel like a man again.

