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Jane: Are you my love? The one I've waited all my life for? John: Yes, yes my darlin'. Hey! Don't touch my hair! Jane: I don't give a damn about your hair, lover boy. You don't know how long I've waited for someone like you. I have to know everything about you. John: Well I graduated summa cum laude from USC in Business. I work for Schliemann-Schliemann's abroker. I drive a black Beamer, own a condo in NCO, and make over $200,000 dollars a year. Hey I got a quarter-million dollars in the bank. I just got a hair implant, you like it? I vacation in con every summer. You think I need a nose job? I date at least one new woman a month. Guess what? You are miss July. Jane: Oh god I thought you were different because you rode a motorcycle. John: It's not mine, I was just sitting on it. Jane: You can take your damn nose job and shove it. John: UAGGHH!!!