Brian Taylor: But there’s a pattern. An MO here. First date is dinner and a respectful kiss. Second date is full carnal knowledge. And the third date is dinner and uncomfortable silences when I try and discuss anything of merit. Then it’s two or three booty calls and it’s on to the next.
Mike Zavala: Okay, I went to prom and I got married a week later and I ain’t tapped anybody but Old Faithful for, like, eight years. So I don’t know what you’re tripping about, dude.
Brian Taylor: Okay. Wait, look at me real quick.
Mike Zavala: Uh-huh.
Brian Taylor: Okay, ready? I want somebody to talk to. Not just sleep with. Do you fucking understand what I’m saying?
Mike Zavala: Oh yeah. White people get hung up on this fucking soul mate bullshit. Just hook up with a chick that can cook and wants kids. Some bitch that’s down for you that won’t fuck your friends and you’re straight. Dude, you’re the smartest motherfucker I know. You’re not gonna find some chick that’s as smart as you.
Brian Taylor: Really, dude? I’m sorry that the perfect girl wasn’t dropped in front of me when I was 18-years old.
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