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A:
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Wow, that terrible movie is finally over. Next time I'm picking the film, because I don't want to end up seeing a chick flick.
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B:
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Well you should have picked, in the end you always complain about everything.
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A:
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Not everything, just this film. Even the title is ridiculous; and it's so long, those are the two and a half most wasted hours of my life, so much so that I'm thinking about asking them to give me my money back.
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B:
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I'm thinking of taking you back home. I thought we could have a nice evening, but you're always so negative.
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A:
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I'm only complaining about a movie that I could have rented or bought and then thrown in the garbage.
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B:
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You see, that's what I'm talking about, I can't stand your sarcastic jokes anymore
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A:
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Next time, go with your gay friend who is more in touch with his feelings.
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B:
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Well he's more of a man than you are; at least he appreciates love stories.
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A:
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Love? More like one-night-stands.
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B:
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Don't criticize Mario or else I'll start on those fat, drunk friends of yours; they're no saints.
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A:
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My friends? Fat? What about those whales you call friends?
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B:
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You're unbearable; you can walk home, I'm leaving.
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