Pseudo-New Yorker

Legal humor here.

“The same thing happened to me! I asked her to give me head, and then, shit, I don’t know, I guess I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Yeah, I know they grow back, but, still, it’s embarrassing.”

“The things you do for love, right?”

“What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, my palpitating abdomen! We’re screwed!”

“She said to call her Henrietta VIII. I think that’s supposed to be funny, but I sure don’t get it.”

“Best Bachelor Party ever!”

“I guess we’ll have to take the bus home.”

“The dames in this town just have no self-control.”

“I know I’m going to hate myself in the morning, but right now I just don’t give a shit.”

“Yes, I think they were professionals. That’s exactly what I think. They played us for a couple of June bugs, and we fell for it. And now we’re fucked.”