Over a glass of wine & a cigarette, in my sun room, on a cool night a few weeks ago:
J: Justin Timberlake is coming here next month.
A: I know, I read that in the Friday Magazine.
J: I wouldn't mind going. I mean, I only know a couple of his songs, but he'd probably put on a good show.
A: You know we would be the oldest people there.
J: Yeah, but we could just get drunk and laugh at all the teeny-boppers who are crushin' on JT.
A: I crush on JT though, I think he's hot.
J: Dude, that's gross.
A: Let's see how much the tickets are before we make any commitments.
This is why I love my friends.