SHIFTY ROAST WHY DO i TALK TO YOU?

WHY DO I EVEN TALK TO YOU?

So, me and my gal pal are sitting in the living room, talking about fine literature. I was talking up a book I was reading. 1984, by George Orwell. She had never read it. She mentions that when she was younger she was heavy into the romance novels.

Roast: Sweet! Girl porn.

Kay: What? It's not PORN!!!

Roast: My ass it's not porn! It's porn for you brain.

Kay: It's not like the hard core porn on TV though.

Roast: Yeah, but for girls, it's all in their head. They have to get their mind into sex, and so reading about it is just as pornographic as a man watching it on TV. Because men are into it visually.

Kay: Yeah, but I can sit here in the kitchen and read a romance novel, unlike a man watching it on TV. Somebody can walk in and it's no big deal if you are just reading a book.

Roast: Depends on where your hands are babe! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Kay: Why do I even talk to you?

A lot our conversations end this way.