The 40-Year-Old Virgin2005

Jill:
Are you Andy?

Andy:
Uhh, yeah.

Jill:
Is this yours? Did you write this stuff?

Jay:
My girlfriend Jill found your speed dating card..

Andy:
Oh-h-h, yeah, right. God, I've been looking for that speed dating card; thank you so much for bringing it to me.

Jill:
So you actually wrote that one girl looked like she was "hurtin' for a squirtin'"?

Andy:
Umm, yeah, "hurtin' for a squirtin'". Yeah, I wrote that.

Jill:
Oh, so you wrote, "ho fo' sho'"?

Andy:
Yeah, I remember that girl, she was a ho... for show.

Jill:
You are never gonna meet anyone with that kind of mentality about women, you sick son of a b*tch!

Andy:
Who the--Who the f*** are you to put me on trial? I've never even met you. So why don't you back the sh*t off, all right, and stop with the inquisition?

Jill:
That's how you talk?

Andy:
You know what I don't have to answer to you, you ain't my b*tch. Know what I sayin'? So, sh*t, man, f*** it!

Jill:
You shouldn't even be hanging out with this pervert.

Jay:
I don't hang out with him! I work with him, and that's it! I tried to introduce him to a few nice people, he made a fool of himself, I don't mess with him baby. That's not me.

Andy:
You should keep your ho on a leash.

Jay:
Oh, bro I can't let you talk. I can't let you be talking to my woman that way, dawg.

Andy:
Hey, hey, hey, b*tches is runnin' wild, man.