Ice Cream Place, evening, Squirrel Hill.
An ice cream scooper is talking on her cell phone, while her store is devoid of customers:

Scooper: Girl, I got fucked good last night!
— Guess.
— John!
— Like, I didn’t now he could do it that good!
— Mark was looking at me last night.
— He’s got a skinny little dick.
— I’m like, “Get that Tootsie Roll˜ dick away from me.”

— Submitted by Tantamount