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come visit you sometime.
Hell yeah.
Sorry to cut this short.
I'd better go
and give my notice.
You guys have fun tonight.
- Congrats again, gorgeous.
- Thanks.
You know what, Aaron?
I was really hoping
that when I told you
that you would say to me
you would slit your wrists
with a butter knife
Guess I was wrong.
You are a really
great guy, Aaron.
You need to stop
being so afraid.
Afraid of what?
For some strange reason,
I have an urge to go after her.
But it's getting late,
and I gotta pick up Sean.
Oh, oh!
One second, a**hole!
And quit honking the goddamn
horn in front of my house!
You knew I was coming,
motherf***er! Hurry up!
Sean and I have always had
a great relationship.
We've been best friends
since the fourth grade
when I used to get shaken down
for my milk money
by Biff Bartowski.
Sean used to get
shaken down by Biff, too,
so we decided to join forces...
and get shaken down together.
Even then, we made a great team.
Finally, when our balls
got a little bigger,
we beat the sh*t
out of Biff Bartowski.
We've been best buds ever since,
all through elementary school,
high school,
college roommates,
joined at the f***in' hip.
Most of all, we were into girls.
Lots and lots and lots
and lots of girls.
Sean and I always
worked as a team.
Sean's an engineer.
Although his job isn't
quite as sexy as mine,
he's good at what he does.
Very good at what he does.
Sean and I vowed
to never, ever settle down.
Unfortunately,
the rest of the fellas
were dropping like flies.
I swear, every month
I got another invite
for another guy's wedding.
It was like getting
their obituary.
And after our friends
were married,
they were never the same.
It was like they were suffering
from post-traumatic
stress disorder.
Sean and I were gonna
live the fun life.
We gonna love them ho's!
Forever.
Ah!
Until one night...
Sean met Irene.
Sean took Irene to dinner,
kept her laughing,
blah, blah, blah.
But the idiot forgot
his wallet and cell phone.
Turns out Irene only had
seven bucks herself.
To make a long story short,
Irene washed and Sean dried.
because she
went out with him again.
And again and again and again.
Sean had fallen in love.
I'm not a hater,
but I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't a little...
disappointed.
What?
Now come the bad times.
About six months ago...
God, I don't even
wanna say it...
Sean proposed to Irene.
Of course she said yes.
Believe me, I tried to talk
some sense into him,
but Sean being Sean
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