“Dude. Hot Bozo. Best nickname ever.”
“News flash, Bozo. Don't ever tell a girl to relax. It only makes us madder.”
“I admitted. If I was going to hallucinate, then at least it was some hot dude instead of something gross.”
“You could put a blond wig on a hot-water heater and some dude would try to fuck it.”
“Oh, alright. You’re no fun,” he sighed. “My name is Razor.” “What kind of a name is that?” “It’s a nickname.” “What kind of a nickname is that?” “Spike, Blade, Fang—all the good, deadly objects were already taken. It was the best I could do.”
“Dude you say the best stuff. You're so getting lucky.”