The Edwin J. Hill Social Club2005

George:
I can't hang out with you 24-7!

Drew:
Tell that to the meatloaf I made!

George:
You made meatloaf?

Drew:
I did, but now it's more of a meat log.

George:
Look, don't take your frustrations out on the meat.

Drew:
No, you listen. You do this every time! And I'm warning you, if you bail on me for the Pepsi Challenge tomorrow, I can't be held accountable for my actions.

George:
I can't believe you. You know every time it seems like we're going to hang out something happens and then I hear a bunch of choreographed fight scenes coming from the other room. And I don't know what kind of hobbies you have without me, but I'm getting a little tired of cleaning up all these severed body parts around the house.

Drew:
Don't you ever question the path that has been chosen for me!

George:
Oh I'm questioning it, baby.

Drew:
Well how about you? You go through more girls than changes of pants. You're running around with floozies all the time. You have to make a decision what's more important: bros or hos?

George:
Listen up, Chestnut. I'm going on my date tomorrow. And if you mess this up for me again...

Drew:
Prick up your ears, Buster Brown. I'm going to take that Pepsi Challenge tomorrow, and if you screw this up for me...

George:
Listen close, Donny Most. If you don't stop interfering in my romantic life...

Drew:
Here this, Jack Twist. Sparkling wordplay aside, you must think about returning these video tapes.

George:
Well I can't do it. I got a date tomorrow.

Drew:
Well I can't return them. I'm gong to be up to my neck in bubbly, caramel-y liquid.

George:
They're due tonight by midnight. You better do something.

George, Drew:
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME!