| After several shots of Tequilia, Jim gains the confidence to speak to this fine hunny he's been checking out all night... |
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 | Do your legs hurt? Because you were running in my dreams all night last night. | |
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| Actually, my legs are a litte achey. Would you like to rub them? | |
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| Several minutes into the conversation, Jim's confidence is so high, he begins to talk to himself... |
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| What in the hell is in these drinks? I think I am talking to myself... | |
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| You da' Man Jim! You are going to score tonight! God you are SEXY!!!!! | |
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| Horrified, Jim finally realizes the girl he's been conversing with, is actually a dude!! |
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| Uhmm... What signal are you trying to send me with that hand guesture??? | |
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| If'a you wood geta closah to me, I will giva you some ping-pang on your wing-wang.... | |
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