I Promise Not To Use the Word "Douche" in This Entry. Whoops.

Chad: Hey Brad!

Brad: Chad. Todd.

Todd: Chad. Brad.

Chad: Nice. Blue striped shirt, khakis.

Brad: Uniform of champs, right?

(fist bump)

Chad: You read to chow, fags?

Brad: Yeah, I gotta get back to the office in a bit, though.

Todd: Yeah, me too. Can't chow for long. Maybe one brew.

Chad: Power lunch. One brew.



Waitress: Are you guys ready to order?

Brad: Fuck yeah. Turkey burger. Stella on tap.

Chad: Turkey burger. Stella on tap.

Todd: Soy burger. Sam Adams on tap.

Brad: Fag.

Chad: Fag.

Todd: Let me change that. Stella on tap.

Brad: Fag.

Chad: Fag.

Todd: Is it too late to make that a turkey burger?

Waitress: