Tom: Hey, I need to settle my bill from last night. Tom Haverford.
Bartender: Okay. Wow. You had 47 drinks last night? Ten cosmos, eight Smirnoff Ices, and everything else starts with the word pomegranate. Aw. Was it your bachelorette party?
Tom: No, I invited a bunch of girls here last night, and they all put drinks on my tab. And then I went home alone. I'm not sure what happened.
Bartender: You invited a bunch of girls here, and then you tried to hit on all of them.
Tom: Fair enough.
Bartender: I mean, what were you expecting was gonna happen, a 43-way?
Tom: That would have been a little out of control.
Bartender: But awesome.
Tom: Yeah, the problem is I only have 15 penises, so... there would have been 28 girls that were really upset with me.