The car came to a stop. We’re finally out of gas, he said. But it’s an electric, she said. And at that moment he felt old, and out of touch.

She spilled her water on his pants and he said, Well hello there, and she wanted to cry, because she didn’t spill the water on the cute guy.

The guys went shopping and two of them argued over the definition of “large,” and they punched each other out just to reclaim their manhood.

Her shoe flew by his head and then he finished throwing up and he said, Thank God for sea sickness! This was already the best vacation ever.

The guys stopped drinking their beers then. He had just admitted he was facing a “revolution of love” and the pity in the bar was palpable.