J.D.: [v.o.] Sure, I was hurt when I found out I was Turk's second choice for best man. But I'm not gonna be petty.
I mean, when the tux guy called to confirm Turk's measurements, I gave them to him.
Turk: Dude! I look like I'm going to Farrakhan day-camp.
J.D.: Just paint your legs black, you'll be fine.
Turk: Look at this lame-ass bow-tie and cummerbund, man!