Conversations that will make you glad I'm not your boyfriend.
Her: (Pointing to the radio, as a song comes on) Oh, gosh. Is that band with that dude, all he ever does is sing about blowjobs and stuff?
Me: Yeah, they're called Puddle of Mudd. They are an absolutely terrible band.
Her: I know! Who could ever like this shit?
Me: I like it.
Her: But you said they were an absolutely terrible band.
Me: They are. And I like them. Nobody should ever listen to this.
Her: But you do? Even though you feel you shouldn't?
Me: Yes. I love this song. It's so stupid.