Titso: Did you win your softball game last night?
Titso: Did you guys get in any fights?
Tim: No, we were playing against the team with the Smith brothers who we’re friends with.
Titso: Are they having their annual whiffle ball tournament this year?
Tim: Yeah, August 27th.
Titso: ooh, the day after our wedding, that sucks.
Tim: Yeah, oh well.
Titso: You’re going to be hung over.
Tim: ....Yeah, but I wouldn’t play anyway…
Titso: Why not?
Tim: Well, we’re getting married the day before…?
Tim: well, um, I just thought that uh, I don’t know.
Titso: We don’t leave for our honeymoon till Sunday, so as long as you give me some sex between the time we walk down the aisle and the time you leave to play whiffleball, I don’t care what you do.
Tim: Not worth it.*
*I didn't say this.