Dude, did you just drop me from a forty foot cliff? I mean, you want to talk about a friend, man. You went behind my back, and blackmailed your way into getting your girlfriend.
He's right.
I'm sorry I dropped you from a cliff.
It's okay.
Granted, he used you, but not out of malice. Look at him. How many chances is he gonna get? He saw a chance for love, Tripp, and he took it. Which is exactly what we wanted for you.
Am I getting advice from my two loser buddies who still live at home?
Actually, I own my home.
What?
No, you don't.
I bought it a couple of years ago from my Mom. That way, she has a place to live and I don't get nailed on the inheritance tax.
Smart.
Wow.
And Demo, here, has chosen the life of a wanderer. I mean, sure, he technically still lives at home.
Yeah.
But his permanent address is in his heart. He's a bum.
I think what we're trying to say is that the two of us are happy, and we're perfectly functional.
And you, Tripp, are not.


