I have to pee so fucking bad. It's making the weirdest shit come out of my mouth, man. I'm staring at Niagara Falls and my lower abdomen is just stiff and bloated. And I can, like, feel it...
You dropped the F bomb a bunch of times! You fucking just launched into a tirade about sex trafficking... basically for no reason! You made me just vamp for a full minute and a half while you went and got Wendy's. This is the best episode we've ever done!
CD: Do we have anything else to say about dating that we didn't mention in the first episode?
WW: Well, there's gonna be a lot of... uh... bad... love.
CD: ... Is that- are we good? Did we do it?
WW: You said breast pocket and my first thought was.. in the fucking...
CD: INTO YOUR CLEAVAGE? I'm gonna stick a sweet little note in between your fucking titties.
WW: No, no, no!
CD: You can unwrap that yourself when you get back home.
WW: NO NO NO NO! STOP!
WW: I'm curious... what words did you invent and then define?
CD: Uh, I don't really remember. I used most of my time, uh, insulting you and your family.
CD: Yeah, no, I think I have Glumbo energy. I feel like if you were to show somebody pictures of both of us and be like "Which one of these guys is Glumbo?" they'd pick me every time.
WW: I think it's like a Kiki and Bouba thing?
You have two options, Bug Woman. You can try in vain to fix your fucked up face or just throw it in the garbage because that's where it fucking belongs.
You were, like, actively identifying as a straight person. I remember having conversations with you where you were like "Nah, man, that would be gross!" but then you would go to a party and get fucking wasted and make out with a skinny boy with blue hair.