(On the phone)
Juanito:
So yeah baby, it was great seeing you last night.
Her: Yeah it really was. Maybe you can come over to my place tomorrow night?
Mom: Isaac! You left your shit-streaked boxers on the bathroom floor again!
Her: Then again, maybe not. I'm kinda busy tomorrow. (Click.)
Juanito: Mom! Why did you have to
go fuck my pancakes like that?
