Gavin: We went out the other night. Lindsay, Michael, and me and I was just trying to get him to fight random guys I was like “That guy’s hitting on Lindsay!” Lindsay: I was pretty attracted to that fat ginger, who asked me to dance. (room laughs)
Lindsay: It’s true. Burnie: What is the protocol of the dance-floor fight? Let’s roleplay. Burnie: Gus is your girlfriend okay? I’m a big fat ginger. Michael: This…it’s not a roleplay.
Burnie: Shh! You’re not here you’re getting drinks, shut up. (Gus laughs)
Burnie: So Gus, you’re at a club and you look great Cause you wore something nice.
Gus: I’m gonna check myself out, hold on. Gus: Nice. Burnie: Alright. And then I walk up, and I say: “Hey what’s up?”
Gus: (as Lindsay) Nothing, teehee! Burnie: So I figure, we’re at a dance club, and there’s music playing. And I don’t see you with anybody. Michael: (interrupting) See at this point, I would literally walk in between the two of you. and just, like…
Burnie: You’re getting drinks. Michael: So how the hell am I supposed to roleplay if I’m not there?! Burnie: You’re about to show up, I’m gonna give you your cue. Burnie: (As Ginger) Hey! Do you wanna go dance with me on the dance floor, with the music that’s playing? Gus: (as Lindsay) No, I’m waiting for my boyfriend, he’s getting me a drink. Burnie: Alright, enter Michael.
Michael: Alright so, now what, I walk in and they’re standing there? Burnie: You have 2 drinks in your hand. Michael: Then, I would, enter in between them and just give him a cold stare. Burnie: You’re literally like fronting on me.
Michael: Yeah Burnie: You’re right up in my face.
Michael: I know, it’s making you uncomfortable. Burnie: It does make me uncomfortable!
Gus: It’s making me uncomfortable and I’m over here!
Lindsay: Oh Lord! Burnie: (as Ginger) So, she with you then?
Michael: Yes. Burnie: (as Ginger) Oh, sorry man I didn’t know I just, I… Michael: Listen, that’s your problem bro, that’s how it works in New Jersey! Michael: I don’t give a shit…get the fuck outta here! Burnie: (as Ginger) Well what’s your problem?
Michael: Well you’re trying to dance with my girlfriend. Burnie: (as Ginger) Why you in my face? I just asked her to dance…then what do you do? Michael: Then shit starts.
Burnie: This is Jersey style! Shirt comes off?! Michael: Shit does not come off. The first step is probably a shove. Michael: and then the reply to that, determines everything that happens next. Burnie: So don’t ever ask Lindsay to dance…cause Michael might tell you ‘fuck off’ and then shove you. J-jersey Style.