I wondered briefly if it’s a spoof or a joke, but it’s a good one if it is - not so exaggerates as to be unbelievable. The idea of sharing an efficiency with this lout makes me ill. I can just imagine the Bisquick/Clorox smell that would permeate.
Exactly. And with all due respect to the female friends out there who like to dial “O” on the pink telephone, guys make more of a mess. The idea of this guy parading around his efficiency apartment, stark naked, projectile jizzing all over everything, AND WANTS A ROOMMATE, is far grosser.
Oh, that’s all right then. I’d much rather have a white dude walking around jerking off than a white chick walking around jerking off. I wouldn’t want my parents to think I’m a lesbian or anything.
Meg Griffin: I’m going to the mall the later, maybe you can come and help me pick out some underwear.
Brian Griffin: Uhh, I don’t think that’s going to be a possibility, uhhh, I have plans, with Chris! Chris and I have plans this afternoon!
Chris Griffin: [Chris walks by] We do?
Brian Griffin: Yeah, yeah! We’re doing that thing, we’re doing what you usually do on a Thursday afternoon!
Chris Griffin: Masturbate?
Brian Griffin: That’s it, that’s what we’re going to do together.
Chris Griffin: Well, maybe back to back, but I gotta tell you, I’m not 100% on this.