What is this having-a-picnic shit in my car?
Please, man, I'm not getting my sex at home
Don't deny me this.
You sleep with a beautiful woman every night.
I'm married. That's what married means.
It means you sleep together, but you can't get none.
Watch it with all that shit, all right?
Look, where's your cup holders?
- I don't have one. - You don't have one?
$ for this car, and you ain't got no cup holder?
It's $ . This is one of the fastest production cars on the planet.
Zero to sixty in four seconds, sweetie. This is a limited edition.
You damn right it's limited. No cup holder, no backseat.
It's a shiny dick with two chairs in it.
I guess we the balls just dragging the fuck along.
Damn. Sorry.
- Get it. - I can't get down there.
You got an engine floor up here.
My shit won't go down in there.
Go. Titty-titty, strutty-strutty.
Go on. Make them want it.
I ain't your wife to be cleaning up after you.
Watch my hand. My shit can't get down there. It gets stuck.
- You come up with this shit. - Get that fry.
This ain't no goddamn Denny's. Don't eat in my car.
I wouldn't buy shit from Denny's. I
don't like the way we been treated.
You ain't interested in the fry. You all up in that.
- Get out of the car, man. - Shit.
- What the fuck? - Me and my team have had a big week...
so just get the fuck out of the car.
Damn. What are you weighing, ?
I bet you're a big chicken-eating motherfucker.
- Get the fuck out. - I always get the big motherfuckers.
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