Two Dialogues

Dialogue #1 (mid conversation):

her: You don’t know what naked time is?
me: No.
her: Naked time is when you’re hanging out with all your friends and everyone just starts stripping.
me: What?!
her: Yeah, my roommate and I do it all the time. It’s lots of fun, but it always degenerates into a ridiculous orgy. *laughs* Next time we have naked time, I’ll give you a call.

Dialogue #2:

Angel-Adam: Will you please stop sobbing?
Devil-Adam: *SOB* I can’t even look at him right now!
Angel-Adam: Now, now, you know he made the right decision.
Devil-Adam: I feel like I’m the devil for a little girl!
Angel-Adam: It just wouldn’t have been right for Adam to behave in such a manner with legally consenting twenty-one year old coeds.
Devil-Adam: Than he shouldn’t live so close to a f**king art collage!
Angel-Adam: If it’s any consolation, it was a very close call between his Id and his Ego. 51% to 49%, in fact. But, in the end, the moral issue tipped things in my favor.
Devil-Adam: I demand a recount!
Angel-Adam: Oh, there will be no recount. I’m afraid I have a mandate.
Devil-Adam: If I have to hear that word ‘mandate’ one more time, I swear my head is going to explode!
Angel-Adam: MAN-Date, MAN-Date, MAN-Date MAN-Date MAAAAN-Date!!!

And If That Wasn’t Too Much Information:

Just in case you were wondering, if you ever find yourself standing on the side of bathtub, bent over so you get a good look in the mirror of the zit on your ass that you’re trying to pop, the terrorists have already won.

Just a thought.