A subject of one of the following conversations:
A)
"What metrosexual
Bruce likes about dating Linda is that it doubles his wardrobe, he saves
money on skin cream, and she brings
home drunken guys so he can blow them."
B)
MALE FRIEND
ONE: How come
Bruce is missing the game?
MALE FRIEND TWO: I don't know. He said something about "a sale at Express"...?
MALE FRIEND THREE: What's "Express"?
MALE FRIEND ONE: It looks like he's gone metrosexual. It's only a matter of time before he introduces us to a "special friend."
MALE FRIEND TWO: Aw,
man. Just last week I heard him say something about how "
pink is this year's fuchsia."
MALE FRIEND THREE: What's "fuchsia"?
C)
TRISHA: Things are getting
weird with
Bruce. You know, ... in the bedroom....
ASHLEY: Uh, oh... But he's got such cute hair and you guys like to go shopping together. I'm
sorry, sweetie. I thought - except for fighting over closet space - you guys had a real thing, there.
TRISHA: Yeah. He seemed more in touch with himself. Different from most guys. But, the other
day he said he wants to "try something a little different."
ASHLEY: Oh... Like with
Rick? Just tell him he has to make do with one girl at a time.
TRISHA: No. No, it's different. Um...
ASHLEY: I know. You're scared, but go ahead and do the anal thing. All guys want it. Just get some lube and make him go
slow. He probably won't be that into it that much anyway, after he tries it.
TRISHA: No. I'm not afraid of the anal sex. Well, not exactly, anyway...
ASHLEY: Well, don't leave me hanging, here. What's got you so freaked out?
TRISHA: He wants me to wear a strap-on.
ASHLEY: Sure, so you just... You just... Waitaminute - a strap-on? You mean, like, for him?
TRISHA: Uh huh. I think he's a ... a metrosexual! <breaks down sobbing>
ASHLEY: Jeezus! I told you you can't
trust a
man with thirty pairs of shoes....
