Made-up Dialogue

"I think that socially we become more or less adolescent."

"And that means what, exactly?"

"I'm having a hard time putting two and two together."

"Get out."

"What?"

"Just get out. You're getting on my nerves. I hate you."

"Whatever, Trevor, just think about my problems before yours."

"Why?"

"Because mine are more serious than yours."

"In what way?"

"In the way that I don't care about your problems."

"Funny, you are, aint you. Now get out."

"I'm going. But just remember..."

"What?"

"Remember that... Remember that time I got drunk and left my shoes here?"

"That was only yesterday."

"I know."

"...Just leave will you. You're grating on my nerves now."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I still can't find my shoes..."