Me: "We are pigs."

R: "PIGS!"

Me: "You got any t.p. over there?"

R: "Roger."

Me: "I don't have a receptacle to throw it in."

R: "Give it to me..."

Me: "It's all covered in piss!"

R: "Well, wrap it up and hand it over."

Me: "K."

R: "Wow. I am drunk. Those drinks were stroooong."

Me: "Wooooaw."

R: "I gotta blow my shnoz."

Me: "Do it!"

R: (blowing) "Oh god...oh yeah...that's the ticket."

Me: "Perhaps I should take a photo."

R: "Photografia!"

Me: "Siiiiii."

R: "Siiiii."

Me: "Ok...we gotta figure out where the GD hell we are and get out of here. They're trying to close up shop."

R: "Don't tell me what to do..."

Me: "Shut up a-hole, I'm taking a picture."