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Jerome: Hey, Vinny, you seen the size of my BBC? It's a real monster, ain't it?
Vinny: What the fuck, Jerome! You think that BBC of yours is better than my Italian sausage? It's top fucking quality, man!
Jerome: Vinny, come on, let's be real here. My BBC is like a goddamn anaconda, and your sausage is like a tiny cocktail weenie.
Vinny: You're outta your damn mind, Jerome! My Italian sausage is the shit, and it's way tastier than that BBC of yours.
Jerome: Vinny, listen, I've seen your sausage, and it's nothing compared to my BBC. It's like a little bitch compared to a real man's tool.
Vinny: Fuck you, Jerome! My Italian sausage can satisfy any woman, unlike your overgrown BBC that probably scares them off!
Jerome: Vinny, let's settle this once and for all. We'll ask Lois to judge our meat and see who comes out on top.
Vinny: Fine, Jerome, let's do it. Lois will see that my Italian sausage is the real deal compared to your BBC.
Jerome: Vinny, you're gonna eat your words when Lois picks my BBC over your sad little sausage.
Vinny: We'll see about that, Jerome. My Italian sausage is gonna outshine your BBC any day of the week.