The Hose

Evil


Mr. Shoulders is in town. Ladies of NYC, watch out! Hanging out with Mr. Shoulders reminds me of Swingers sometimes.

MIKE: She didn't like me anyway.
TRENT: She thought you were money.
MIKE: I don't think so.
TRENT: I heard them talking. They both thought you were money.
MIKE: Yeah, a good friend.
TRENT: Baby, you take your self out of the game. You start talking to them about puppy dogs and ice cream, of course it's gonna be on the friend tip.

I guess the moral of the story here is that you should always look to paperbag a girl's head, and if she's a heroin freak, then it's OK to punch her in the stomach too. I learned that from Mr. Shoulders.