Winter X Highlights
The Youngins
Doug: Travis is the pinnacle of chivalry.
Adam: Yeah, not many guys will pick up a 19 year old chick at a bar, then walk her home—across the street from the bar—and finger her in the hotel lobby.
The Producer
Producer: Hey man, we’re totally cool aright? Were you pissed?
Chicken Fat: What? No, not really man.
Producer: You were pissed, I could tell. It’s cool though, I did it for this new show on MTV.
Chicken Fat: MTV? What?
Doug: If you’re doing this for MTV, where’s Ashton?
Producer: Oh man, he’s not here tonight.
Doug: Walk away.
The Car
Chicken Fat: I can’t find my keys. Anywhere.
Travis: What did you do with them?
Chicken Fat: I have no idea.
Travis: Well, do you remember the name of the hotel that you drunkenly stumbled into on Friday night, and whether the people staying there—who you have yet to meet—might have found them?
The Call
*Phone Rings*
Adam: Dude, get over here.
Chris: Where are you?
Adam: I met girls. I’m in the Cigar Bar.
Chris: You met what?
Adam: Girls, dude. Meet me here.
Chris: Hey guys, Adam just called me to tell me he opened a set. He’s talking to girls.
Doug: I have to see this.
