Tru: What do you do on Friday nights?
Jack: Why don't you tell me?
Tru: Well you don't stay in, that's for sure. Coz that'd mean you'd be alone and your not a guy whose all that keen on being alone. So you go out, to a bar, a club and after a few hours you return home. Sometimes solo but usually with some nameless, faceless, shameless girl who just doesn't understand you. But either way, by the end of the night your alone, infront of the tv, eating a microwave dinner.
Jack: I don't own a microwave.