Rant: The Art of Dating
Rod: What do you mean desperate?
Barry: Just what I said. Any babe who would go out with you must be desperate!
Rod: Why would you say that? I have the smile of Errol Flynn, the moves of Gary Grant, and the body of…
Barry: The body of a Gold’s Gym reject!
Rod: You’re a comedian now. Do you write your own material?
Barry: Now, I will admit that a woman alone on Valentine’s Day would be a bit desperate.
Rod: Exactly! And when I meet one, and she sees what a catch I am, she’ll…
Barry: Throw you back like a minnow.
Rod: You just won’t give up, will you?
Barry: Okay, Romeo, how would you get one of those women to go out with you.
Rod: First I go up to them and just smile and say, “Hello”
Barry: Okay, then if they say anything but go away, what’s next?
Rod: Then I produce a box of that earth delicacy, chocolate
Barry: And then what?
Rod: If the chocolate doesn’t warm her heart, I then produce a bunch of those earth plants women like
Barry: You mean roses?
Rod: That’s it. By then, they are putty in my hands.
Barry: Okay, but if that fails?
Rod: Then I let her see my real appearance and send her screaming in fear.
Barry: Okay, I take it back. You are not a Gold’s Gym reject. In fact, I think they named a piece of their equipment after you.
Rod: What’s that?
Barry: Dumbells.