The time: A Friday morning in spring
The place: University Place in Manhattan
The players: Two young men walking down the street
Young Man #1 suddenly veers toward a newsstand which displays a copy of the New York Post, whose cover prominently features a buxom blonde.
Young Man #1: Man, why can't I ever get with these kind of bitches?
Young Man #2: Because you call them bitches.
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