Sex.
You're not my type.
I used to frequent an Italian neighborhood in Mass, you know hair and chewing gum. It has always puzzled me how the girls shed their Levis so quickly in the passion pits at the beach, I asked my friend, Frankie, and he is as mystified as I am, a practiced mating ritual?
Frank married an Irish girl and I married a Polock, so the mystery remains unsolved.