| Me: | Loser. |
|---|---|
| Courtney: | Your mom. |
| Me: | I took your mom to dinner last night. Such a nice evening. You know what else was nice? The way she screamed my name as I banged the shit out of her after. |
| Courtney: | I'm glad to hear my mom puts out, yours was such a prude. |
| Me: | Well you know what they say about apples and trees and falling shit. |
| Courtney: | Oh, that the apple doesn't fall far from the woman who took a lot of coaxing to get her legs to finally open up? |
| Me: | Something like that, yeah. |
| Courtney: | I love you and you better know this was pure your mom jokes :-* Why are you not napping? |
| Me: | Because my inner frat bro doesn't nap. He dreams about motorboating your mom all night long. |
| Courtney: | Just motorboating. Your inner frat bro has the same impotence issues that your outer napoleonic male does. |
