Gavin picks up his guitar in an attempt to win my heart (er something) God, please don't let him sing.

Gavin - I will show you how great i am! Now i will write you a song. "Look at me, I am the best, oh yeaaaah baby aren't you glad you're going out with me? now get me a beer bitch! i slap you around, but hey! ain't i cute? laaaa"

Billie - Please oh god stop! *covers ears as they begin to bleed* So exactly how many chords do you know?

Gavin - Well, i can only know four at a time. If i learn a new one, one of the old chords is forgotten. Me doctor says that me memory has been taken up, i guess it's from naming each strand of hair. I love me hair *stupid grin* This is Bobby, and this is John, this is Frederick, and this is Scott...

Billie - Um, yeah. So i heard you got a penis enlargement lately, so *clears throat* how big is it now?