Barry:
Hey, it's half past a monkey's ass, let's go.
Dick:
Oh, I can't meet you guys at the club tonight.
Barry:
Why?
[Dick smiles]
Barry:
Who are you going to see?
Dick:
[grins bashfully]
Nobody.
Barry:
Rob! Loooky-looky! Dick, are you gettin' some?
[Dick pauses]
Barry:
Oh-ho-ho! Un-fucking-believable! Dick's got a hot date! How did this happen, Dick? What rational explanation can there possibly be? What's her name?
Dick:
Anaugh.
Barry:
Anna? Anaconda?
Dick:
Anaugh Moss.
Barry:
[laughing]
Anna M-ha-ha-oss? Is she all green and fuzzy and mossy? And you met this bruiser where exactly? The home for the mentally challenged or the blind or the bus station?
Dick:
Um, here. She asked me about the new Green Day album, and I told her...
Barry:
Oh, man, finally! *Anna!* That's great, Dick! Really! Smoke that ass!
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