Sunday Afternoon. Girlfriend's dorm. Disheveled Boyfriend flops down on the bed as his girlfriend chaotically runs around getting dressed.
Boyfriend: Hey girl, whut up? How was girls' only night?
Girlfriend: So fun, but they made such a mess of my place. It's filthy.
BF: Sometimes girls can get messy. I know better than most.
GF: How'd your night go?
BF: Awesomely. But I'm pretty tired now. Had a late, late night. Barely slept.
GF: Oh baby, I'm sorry. Take a nap in my bed if you need to.
BF: When I get in a girl's bed the last thing on my mind is napping, ya know? But right now I'm pretty drained .
GF: Ugh, speaking of drains our bathroom sink has been clogged for days.
BF: My pipes were cleaned last night so I'm not having any trouble.
GF: Oh, and please, please, please remind me I've got to pick up my dress at 3:00 from the dry cleaners.
BF: This bone's been sucked dry. And cleaned. If you catch my drift.
GF: That reminds me! I've got to blowdry my hair before we go out. [walks into bathroom]
BF: Hah! I got blown dry last night.
GF: WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU, BABY. I'M BLOW DRYING MY HAIR.
BF: I SAID I GOT A BLOW JOB LAST NIGHT!
GF: [coming out of the bathroom] Sorry baby, what'd you say?
BF: I got really drunk last night and met someone. She wanted me. I wanted her. The moment was right. She gave me a blow job.
GF: [taking out ear plugs] Huh?
BF: Last night I received fellatio from another female who isn't you.
GF: Oh, I know. I've been fucking your best friend all semester.