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Okay, obviously I didn't marry you,
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so please tell me what the hell happened last night.
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I'm not surprised you don't remember.
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You were fairly obliterated when you called.
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- I called you? -From a convenience store.
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You were crying into a pint of butter pecan,
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so I drove over, and we talked,
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and then you got married to yourself.
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I married myself?
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Well, I guess it makes a sad kind of sense.
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I must have realized no one else
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would want to be with a failure like me.