Lou: Why the long face?
Garrity: I had an issue this morning.
Lou: Tell me about.
Garrity: I dunno it's kind of private.
Lou: You got a problem with your dick?
Garrity: No
Lou: Come on, after all these years you're going to pull the private card? It's either your dick or you're queer.
Garrity: It's my dick (hangs head in shame)
(Franco enters the room)
Franco: What's wrong with your dick?
Garrity: Nothing Franco!
Franco: Oh you can't get hard huh, ahhh that's gotta be rough.
(Black Sean enters the room)
Black Sean: Who's dick can't get hard?
Everybody: Sean's
Black Sean: You have a little performance anxiety last night Sean?
Garrity: Noooo, it was this morning (hangs head in shame)
Franco: Don't sweat it bro, it happens to every guy, not me of course.
Lou: Maybe you weren't that in to the girl?
Garrity: Oh no, it's definitely not that.
Lou: You never know.
Garrity: I do, see, it was just me, and...my computer.
(eyebrows raise)
Garrity: And the girls from Planet SLUT.
Crowd: Oohhhhhhh
Garrity: I was going at it for 30 minutes, I ran out of Jergens, and I finally had to throw in the towel. Literally, I had a towel with me for clean up purposes, I had to throw it in. It turned out to be completely unnecessary,
Black Sean: Oh you had the Iron Palm going.
Garrity: What?
Black Sean: Gripping it too hard, maybe you cut off the circulation
(crowd nods)
Garrity: Excuse me Black Sean, I think I know how to handle myself "with care".
Franco: Maybe you don't find yourself attractive anymore?
Lou: When was the last time you bought your hands some nice flowers?