Setting:
Sean and Dennis are exiting Seans early 90's white sex machine. Chick's see the bondo that patches the pieces of rotted out door together and suddenly we're each knee deep in pussy. Fortunately for us, were were in a Market Basket parking lot in Seabrook, New Hampshire, so the people see Swifty's Cavalier as a Bugatti Veyron, and consider us "rich folk." Meanwhile, the reason we were there was because we only had enough can's to cash for one pack of reds in New Hampshire, not Massachusetts. Both lugging white trash bags dripping month old diet coke towards the redemption center the following conversation occurred:
Dennis: "Gun to the head, if I had to give myself a motto, it'd be If It's Free It's Me."
Sean: "Oh yeah. Mine would be Spitters Are Quitters."
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