Stan:
So, what's going on with you and Charlene?
Dave, Ben's Literary Agent:
Had a great night last night.
Stan:
You still claim you're not cheating.
Dave, Ben's Literary Agent:
Yeah, I maintain that with every fiber of my being. Online sex is not cheating.
Stan:
How do you figure? It's 3:00 in the morning, your wife and kids are sleeping upstairs, and you're downstairs in your den fucking some bimbo in cyberspace.
Dave, Ben's Literary Agent:
Okay. First of all, we're not fucking. We're typing. And second of all - and this is me taking umbrage - Charlene is not some bimbo.
Ben:
You're right. She's probably a stockbroker named Ralph pretending to be some bimbo named Charlene.
Dave, Ben's Literary Agent:
Why would you piss on something so beautiful?
Ben:
What did I say?
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