Joe DeRosa

And he goes, dude, he goes, the best way I could describe it is, imagine you are as horny as humanly possible.

You have a raging hard-on.

And a woman sits down on your dick for two seconds and then plops off and walks away.

He goes, that sensation of the thrill of that, he goes, that's the only way I could think to kind of equate what the charge of it is and how excited you are and how you feel you need to immediately do it again.

That I don't remember what he said, but I got the impression that it's kind of like...

You know, it's that just on repeat.

It's the broken record of that.

But by the way, that's all it takes is one 40-ounce?

I'm thinking you'd need to fucking mainline a bottle of Jack Daniels to even out.

Yeah.

Well, 40s are usually very cheap.

It is malt liquor, but it's cheap.

We used to buy 40s when I was in college.

That's all we drank because it was cheap.

Right.

We used to drink a 40 called Camo.

The label was camouflage, the cheapest looking camouflage design ever.

And it said camo in like the army stamp.

It was $1.50 of 40 and it was 8.9% alcohol.

So college, it's perfect.