Let me paint you a picture. You’re in the back seat with your boys mobbing to a house party. None of you will get laid but in the heat of the moment you’re all convinced you will. Even Stevie, who sits in the way back of his moms guacamole green dodge caravan, thinks he has a chance with Becky tonight. She doesn’t like you Stevie...you got no shot. And the only reason you’re even coming is because your mom has a big enough car to fit us all. We stuck you in the back and told you to shut the fuck up.