cool guy 2
[the sounds of waves crashing]
[sean:] this is quite the chill night. kicking back on the beach with a fine girl such as yourself.
[girl #2:] yeah, the waves are so calming.
[sean:] so, is your body looking like michaelangelo made you or some sh*t.
[girl #2:] thanks sean, that’s so sweet.
[sean presses ‘play’ b*tton on tape player]
[sean:] let’s see what’s going on under this velvet top of yours.
[girl #2:] uh-oh.
[sean:] oh calming, your coming off strong with some beautiful waves of your own there, baby.
[girl #2:] oh sean, you’re so cute.
[sean:] why don’t we leave the summer skirt on, but let’s take those fine panties p*ssed those long, strong legs of yours, hmm?
[girl #2:] oh my god.
[girl #2:] and how about you take off clothes, sean.
[sean:] oh, oh is that right, baby? you want me to show my stuff, too?
[girl #2:] my god, you look good, sean.
[sean:] yeah, yeah baby i keep in shape, you know.
[girl #2:] ooh.
[she starts to unbuckle his pants]
[sean:] yeah, unbuckle my pants, move hands on my wet weiner and let’s get it swingin’.
[girl #2:] what’s that?
[sean:] let’s get it swingin’.
[girl #2:] no, the other thing you said?
[sean:] …the wet-weiner?
[girl #2:] [gasps] you know what?
[girl #2:] i’m going to go throw up, now. see you.
[sean:] hmm, leave me all h*rny here. how… how you going to get home there, baby?
[girl #2:] i’ll walk. [she begins to walk away]
[sean:] mm-hm. i’m-a call you.
[girl #2:] don’t. [she’s gone]
[sean:] a’ight, a’ight. i’m go in for a swim anyways, you know that baby. [to self:] going to get this swing-ding wet somehow. salted off the rubarbs, ain’t that a b*tch?