Sex and the City. Season 3, Episode 9: "Easy come, easy go"
Sam: Well, Adam...You've got some funky tasting spunk.
Adam: What?
S: You heard me. Your spunk is funky.
A: My spunk?
S: Come, spooge, jiz, joy juice. Funky.
A: Man. I have heard some bad excuses for not giving head, but this one takes the cake.
S: Excuse me?
A: You're one o'them two blow job chicks. You put blowjobs in the coming attractions that I'm never gonna see in the actual movie.
S: I resent that! I love giving head!
A: Well, come on then, give me a little BJ! Up and down a couple o'times, it's easy.
S: Easy? You mean have no idea what we're dealing with down there. Teeth placement, and jaw stress, and suction, and gag reflex, and all the while bobbing up and down moaning and trying to breathe through our noses. Easy? Honey!... they don't call it a job for nothin'. Now, having said all that... with the right man it can be faboulous... that is, unless the man in question has spunk that's like a trip to the rotten egg buffet.
Y con esto, vamos a poner Play una vez más a este blog. Este mundo está lleno de cosas como este dialogo que valen ser repetidas, y mi cabeza tiene otras tantas que vale la pena inventar. A ver qué onda.
