| A: | Wow, that terrible movie is finally over. Next time I'm picking the film, because I don't want to end up seeing a chick flick. |
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| B: | Well you should have picked, in the end you always complain about everything. |
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| A: | Not everything, just this film. Even the title is ridiculous; and it's so long, those are the two and a half most wasted hours of my life, so much so that I'm thinking about asking them to give me my money back. |
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| B: | I'm thinking of taking you back home. I thought we could have a nice evening, but you're always so negative. |
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| A: | I'm only complaining about a movie that I could have rented or bought and then thrown in the garbage. |
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| B: | You see, that's what I'm talking about, I can't stand your sarcastic jokes anymore |
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| A: | Next time, go with your gay friend who is more in touch with his feelings. |
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| B: | Well he's more of a man than you are; at least he appreciates love stories. |
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| A: | Love? More like one-night-stands. |
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| B: | Don't criticize Mario or else I'll start on those fat, drunk friends of yours; they're no saints. |
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| A: | My friends? Fat? What about those whales you call friends? |
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| B: | You're unbearable; you can walk home, I'm leaving. |
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