Ever have one of those nights where you get really drunk, hump something, and regret it the next morning?

 
 

 

No, because I'm not an alcoholic, Roy.

 
 

 

Well, I had one last night.

 
 

 

Go on. Get it off your chest.

 
 

 

Nah, man, I don't really want to talk about it. It would just make things weird.

 
 

 

What breed was she?

 
 

 

Huh?

 
 

 

The other dog.

 
 

 

There was no other dog, man.

 
 

 

Then what did you...?

 
 

 

Look, Mac, all I'm gonna say is you might wanna brush your teeth.