-{Sean on the phone with a call-girl.}-
Sean: What’s your name, baby?
Girl #4: Desiree.
Sean: Ohh, what a nice name for a nice girl, such as your self.
Girl #4: What’s your name?
-{Sean presses ‘play’ button on tape player}-
Sean: My name’s sean, I want to get it on.
Girl #4: Ooh.
Sean: you know what I’m talking about, honey, I want to drop some serious loving on you, mama.
Girl #4: Oh sean, you sound so strong, like you really know what you want.
Sean: Yeah baby, I’m strong as a bear, I want to wrap my big arm around you,–
Girl #4: Oh my.
Sean: –You want to be spinning around for some more lovin’ I got for you?
Girl #4: That’s sounds nice, sean.
Sean: You know what else sounds nice, the sound of your clothes slidding off and hitting the floor. That’s music to my ears.
Girl #4: I’m already naked, how about you?
Sean: Well, I’m half way there, baby, just let me slip out of these silky boxer shorts of mine.
Girl #4: You must look good you stud, are you hard?
Sean: Baby, my tally-whacker’s all revved up and ready to go.
Girl #4: … “Tally-whacker”?
Sean: No, no, no… I said the sweet-meat.
Girl #4: Oh my god.
Sean: What?
Girl #4: -{To other call girl}- I just heard some fucking idiot call it a tally-whacker.
-{Sean groans}-
Call girl #2: -{To Girl #4}- your kidding?
Girl #4: -{To other call girl}- And his sweet-meat.
Call girl #2: -{To Girl #4}- that’s so gross.
-{she hangs up}-
Sean: No. She did not just fucking hang up on me for 4 dollars a fucking minute.
-{hangs up}-
What the fuck is happening
-{weeping}-
… I’m horny, goddamn it. Oh, shit. Fucking, this is so un-chill.