"Your lamb membrane prophylactic... it's upside down."

People often find themselves wondering: "why we were even put here in the first place?" But for Carl and Ed, the answer was all too clear: snatch. Yes, snatch. That time-honored ticket to manhood that for years had held them captive and wanting for more. Well, actually, wanting for any. To this point, their exposure to snatch was wholly contained in books, reel-to-reel movies and the one wrinkled polaroid eagerly shared by Ernie's older brother. But that was all before tonight. Oh, yes. For suddenly, two babes in a candy apple red '65 Bonneville had "I hunger for only you" written all over them. And one quick pass confirmed the stunning French twist hair-do's, the application of heavy make-up, and breasts that begged for the caress of a real man. "We can do it," they agreed. We have a car. We have a place. And we can probably get beer. All we're missing is one thing: we have to talk to them. "Well, then, shit." Carl said. "Let's go home."