



Me: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude!
Grant: What?
Me: Frances just grabbed my dick!
Grant (confused): What do you mean?
Me: What do you mean 'What do I mean?' I mean, she GRABBED MY DICK!
Grant: No way.
Me: Yes way.
Grant: Really?
Me: Yes,
I think she totally wants to make out with me!
Grant: She wouldn't make out with you! And you
wouldn't make out with her!
Me: Sure I would, why not?
Grant (angered): NO
FUCKING WAY! YOU WOULDN'T!
Me (confused): Um, yes I would.
Grant (exasperated):
DUDE! She's an OLD LADY!
Me:
So?
Grant: There's
NO WAY in the world you'd make out with her! NO WAY!
Me:
Well, I mean I'm not gonna take her out back and give her stinky
pinky or anything, but I'd kiss her.
Grant: YOU
WOULD NOT KISS HER! SHUT
UP!
Me:
Yes I would.
Grant: I'll
bet you anything you won't kiss her.
Me:
Okay, like what?
Grant: I bet you dinner at Peter
Luger's Steakhouse!
Me: If
I kiss her you'll buy me a full dinner at Peter Luger's?
Grant: Yes.
Me: All I have to do is kiss Frances?
Grant: With TONGUE!
Me: Done. Shake on it.
And with those words, and a handshake to seal the deal - I walked
over to Frances and...

