Dude, I know you're drunk and all, but would you stop pissing on me? If I knew this was what you were going to do in the back room in the dark, I never would have agreed to come back here.
I can't stop. I've had too many beers. Besides, you promised you would help me with my list before I got sent to Afghanistan.
I have been helping. I even paid for the tattoo that reads, "I never thought I'd see a person bend that way before..." on your inner thigh. I thought the last thing we had to do was go jet skiing.
