Some guy: You’re so unattractive. Sitting next to you is really ruining my appetite.
Some girl: Why does being unattractive ruin your appetite? Don’t you have any idea? I worked so hard to look this awful so you’d save food.
Some guy: Can’t you be a little more fashionable, you country bumpkin? Hanging out with you keeps me out of the trendy crowd.
Some girl: My outfits have no limits. Suit yourself.
Another guy: Being ugly isn’t your fault, but don’t you feel embarrassed being so full of yourself?
Some girl: Sorry, but I feel awful if I don’t admire myself at least once a day. Besides, my self-confidence teaches you to be humble. What’s wrong with that?
Yet another guy: Your howling like a banshee is ruining my inspiration and my ears. Could you keep it down?
Some girl: Hard work beats talent, and if you rely on inspiration, that just proves you don’t work hard enough. And your hearing is clearly excellent, since my howling helped develop it.
In the end, all four guys fell in love with watching the stars, because the stars were so dazzling.
