Simon: Okay lets see your picture.
Randy: Yeah dawg, I can see it. Lose the hat and we'll talk
Paula: You're black! I once had a black gardener I named him Deshawn and he was shiny.
Simon: You can't seriously be thinking that this is an acceptable picture. This is only fit for myspace, only thing thats missing is the mirror and the asinine text that tries to be poetic.
Rose: Life is spent in the dark.. one
Simon: Shut up. Next picture.
Randy: Dawg, you're going to have to stop wearing hats.
Paula: I like teddy bears and turtles, yeah.
Simon: This captures your true essence. Sad, pathetic, and lonely. You my friend have no hope of making any friends.
Rose: .. Aww.
Simon: I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. Obviously I must think noone can be -that- hideous. Post another picture.
Randy: Okay dawg, I'm going to lay it down flat. You creep me out.
Paula: Blue.
Simon: Alright. You obviously want to be some kind of female.. either that or a mentally handicapped rainman. Did your mother dress you?
Rose: I think blue really brings out my e-
Simon: Rhetorical Question. I dont feel like gagging up my lunch so I just want you to post the rest of your pictures at once.
Randy: Yeah Dawg. You look like an unlockable on Tekken 5. I bet your special move would K.O. someone.. in a very homosexual way.
Paula: *chases a butterfly* Yes.
Simon: Okay, you'll never have any sort of career in anything that involves your appearance. My advice to you is buy false gold teeth and start rapping about money, drugs, and ho's. Thats the only thing your kind is good at anyway.
Rose: Is there a problem Simon?
Simon: Get the fuck out of here.