Hey Ped, where were you last night?
-Why do you ask? -I called you all night.
Your mom said you went out. Where did you go?
I was looking for a place to write the song.
-I couldn't quite think of anything. -It's okay, I've come up with something.
Our band's song can't be about a hopeless romance
because girls...
don't deserve our love.
The song must be about friendship.
-The kind that women won't be able to understand. -Cool!
Guys, isn't this a bit too much?
You still don't get it, Ped. I've been with a lot of women.
Listen to the hook of this song. Girls are bitches!
You son of a bitch!
What if no girls like our song?
That's fine, Ped. You know why?
Because girls are selfish!
Hey, but your mom is a woman.
Shit, I'm talking about teenage girls. They don't make sense!
How come there is only chicken rice and no duck rice?
But I still like girls.
You guys don't like girls anymore?
Yes, I do. But I hate saleswomen.
This CD isn't selling well. Please buy one.
Not only that, women are--
-Hey, enough already! I believe you. -Good, it's got to be like this.
Come on. Let's rock!