"Dude, I think they're something wrong wit your boxers."
"Why do you think that?"
"Well, you know how we said we'd swap boxers? Well yeah, I kinda got yours, and they're not even yellow! You really should get that checked out."
"Jacob, that's how they're supposed to look."
"Nuh-ugh. Mine are always yellow, plus yours smelled good!"
"Jacob, most people use the toilet when they have to go, and then they wash their boxers."
"Hummm… I don't think that's right."
"Jacob, I really don't understand how on earth my daughter could have fell in love with such an idiot!"
"Come on, you know you love me. I mean, what's not to love?"
"Hummm…, Let's see. 1. You smell. 2. You tried to steal the love of my life. 3. You are my mortal enemy, 4. You are currently with my daughter. Would you like me to continue?"
"Okay, you don't have to be such a sour pants, and I really think you're just jealous about the whole 'mortal enemy' thing. I mean, I would be too, if I couldn't turn into an amazing wolf."
"Jacob, I am not jealous you can turn into a giant flea bag."
"You keep telling yourself that."
"You can leave now."
"Nessy asked me over."
"Please just stop there"
"Why?"
"Um, because she's my daughter?"
"Yeah, and she's really hot."
"You're drooling, mutt."
"You know we tell each other everything, and she thinks you should be nicer to me."
"Really?"
"Sorta, I mean, when I tell her about you she shakes her head and says sorry."
"I'm not sure that's the same thing."
"Sure it is."
"Whatever, Jacob"
"You know it is."
"Good bye, Jacob."
"What why?"
"Because, I don't like you."
"Dude, you know you like me, admit it."
"Jacob, I don't like you and never will, so will you just leave?"
"Fine, but one day you'll just have to admit you like me, and I'll be right here when that happens."
"Goodbye, Jacob."