Four guys, Timmy, Billy, Bobby and Bran meet in the headquarters of their exclusive club.
Billy: Kay. Minutes from last meeting. First we talked about slime. Then Nerf. We made a short list of things that were gay.
Bobby: Do you have the list handy?
Billy: (Removing a list from his overalls) Yup. Cats, school, homework, hugging your dad, salad, and girls.
Timmy shifts in his seat.
Bobby: Something to say Timmy?
Timmy: Not really. Just-
Bobby: Moving on then.
Bran farts, Billy and Bobby crack up.
Bobby and Billy high five Bran.
Bobby: Hey Timmy, you didn't high five Bran. You think he beefed for no reason?
Timmy: I dunno. (Lazily reaches out his hand)
Bran looks at Timmy's hand then nervously to Bobby.
Bobby: A low five? Are you kidding? We don't even give those out for SBD's, what's with you?
Timmy: I've been thinking.
Billy: About what, video games?
Bobby: Model planes?
Timmy: No, well yeah, but something else too. This club, it just seems like it's getting old.
Billy: Not following.
Timmy: It's just us. All we do is sit up here in this tree house and fart- which is awesome, but maybe we should invite other people.
Bobby: He's right! Quick we need to make a list of other guys in our class that aren't gay. Let's think.
Timmy: Oh. Yeah, that's an awesome start. We could invite new guys, or even anyone.
Billy: Guys or anyone? Haha, who else is there besides guys?
Bran lets out a long high pitched fart.
Timmy: Like, girls or something, I dunno.
Bobby: I'm going to pretend you're joking.
Timmy: We could invite them up here to make fun of them and stuff.
Billy: I don't know, a girl in the treehouse? That's unheard of.
Timmy: We could make them cook us brownies and we could kiss them and stuff.
Bobby: What did you just say?
Timmy: Cook us brownies.
Bobby: After that.
Bobby: No, it was the next thing.
Timmy: Cook for us?
Bobby: No, this isn't how that works. I'm saying what did you say after that and you keep saying the same thing over and over.
Timmy gets a small boner.
Billy: What's with your peep dude? Is it frozen or something?
Billy: It looks all stiff in your pants.
Bobby: What's your deal?
Bran hits Timmy's penis.
Timmy: (Knocking his hand away) Quit it. I just mean, we should get girls up here and explore each other's bodies.
Bobby: Okay you've lost it. You've really f*cking lost it.
Timmy: Don't you guys ever get curious?
Bobby slaps Timmy hard on the face.
Bobby: Pull yourself together.
Timmy: Forget this club, I'm going to play hopscotch with some chicks.
Billy: That's the ultimate gay