Let me just grab this.
Oh, sorry about that. – Whammy.
– Hmm. – Uh, champ?
– Yeah. You’re trying to touch
my breasts, aren’t you? What can I say?
I like the way you’re
put together. What do you say
we go out on a date? Have some chicken,
maybe some sex. You know,
see what happens? Oh, let me get
this over here. – ( groans )
– sorry. Oh, there it is. I’ll give this
little cookie an hour Before we’re doing
the no-pants dance. – ( chuckles )
– time to musk up. Ron:
Wow.Never ceases to amaze me. What cologne
you gonna go with? London gentleman, or– Wait. No, no, no.
Hold on. Blackbeard’s delight. No, she gets
a special cologne. It’s called sex panther
by odeon. – ( snarling )
– it’s illegal in nine
countries. Yep, it’s made with bits
of real panther. –So you know it’s good.
– It’s quite pungent. Oh yeah.It’s a formidable scent.It stings the nostrils. –In a good way.
– Yep. I’m gonna be honest with you.
That smells like pure gasoline. They’ve done studies,
you know. 60% of the time,
it works every time. That doesn’t make sense. Well… Let’s go see if we can
make this little kitty purr. ( snarls ) Hey, sweet cheeks.
Got an invite I’d like
to extend your way. My god. ( sniffs )
what is that smell? – ( man coughs )
– oh! That’s the smell
of desire, milady. God, no, it smells like– Like a used diaper
filled with indian food. Oh!
Excuse me. Desire smells like that
to some people. What is that?
Smells like a turd
covered in burnt hair! – ( groaning )
– ( retching )