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"Hey, Scott?"
"Yep?"
"So, I've been thinking--"
"That's never a good idea.."
"Shut up. Anyway, I've been thinking, and what if I never get married?"
"Then you can get some cats..."
"Scot--"
"Maybe a turtle it three--"
"Scott, I'm serious. What if I end up all alone? That would literally suck. So, as I said, I've been thinking--we should get married."
"Are you dumb or are you just stupid?"
"Hey!"
"What? I'm just asking. We're only twenty four, Mitch. I'm positive that you'll meet someone great and get married to them. Don't just marry me because you're scared you won't get married otherwise."
"No, no, think about it--!"
"Mitch--"
"Dude, I'm serious! It would be so cool. We literally could adopt a child."
"Mitch, I'm sorry, but what the fuck!?"
"What?"
"Adopt a child? What drugs are you on?"
"I'm high on life, you should try it."
"Namaste, my friends."
"But seriously, can we please get married so I won't have to worry about meeting someone, dating for a few years, then getting engaged and waiting even longer to get married!"
"My aunt got married when she was fifty two, Mitch."
"But then i won't be able to do crazy shit when I am married!"
"She went sky diving last week with him..."
"Scott, we need to--"
"Here. How about if we're not married by thirty five, we'll get married?"
"Make it thirty."
"Thirty two."
"Thirty one."
"Deal."
"Deal."
"Shake on it?"
"Ooh, how about we make out on it?"
"Mitch, sometimes I can't deal with you."
"And that's exactly why I want to marry you. Because I know even when you can't deal with me, somehow you still do"
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