Tell me about this boyfriend. What's he like in the sack?
Can he thrill the lake?
I'm not discussing sex with you tonight.
I haven't had a girlfriend in five years.
- Really? - Yeah.
Mr. Wiggly's been on bread and water for five long years.
- Is that the truth? - Yeah.
I didn't think it would be fair.
You cold?
Not really.
Feels familiar, doesn't it?
Thought you said you didn't remember.
I feel kind of selfish under here.
You are very selfish, and not just under there.
- Too bad you said that. - Why?
I was actually beginning to get turned on.
- Too bad for you. I wasn't. - You weren't?
- No. - Fine.
Stop that, will you? If you do that again...
You can't tell me what to do, okay? I can't help it.
What are you gonna do, add another felony to your list of crimes?
Go to sleep.
I can't. What's the name of this boyfriend? Tell me. I'll be nice.
You will? Okay. His name is Paul.
Sounds like a dipshit. Anyone named Paul is probably a spot welder.
Shut up. Go to sleep.
- Is that true? - What?
About five years?
- Thought you didn't want to discuss it. - I don't.
- Then shut up. - Shut up?
Yeah, I'll shut up.