The Only Political Debate We Need: Quid Bro Quo

I want you to take off your jacket.

I'll only take off my jacket if he takes off his jacket.

Hey, but that's a quid pro quo.

No, there is no quid pro quo.

Well, there is now.

So take off your fucking jacket.

But I'll only take off my jacket if he takes off his jacket.

Somebody take off their fucking-- you know what?

I'll take off my fucking jacket.

Take off your jacket.

There, and there is no quid pro quo.

That's right, no quid fucking pro quo.

Kiss me.

No, quid pro quo.

Quid pro quo.

Fine, then you kiss him.

Quid pro quo.

Quid pro quo.

Quid pro quo.

Yeah.

Roman, grab Ryan's penis.

Quid pro quo, only if he grabs my penis, too.

Quid pro quo.

Quid pro quo.

What about your penis?

Here.

There we go.

Quid pro quo.

Quid pro quo.

Since it has been proven that there is no quid pro quo,

you may now grab me by the pussy.

I mean dick.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

Hold on a second.

Oh, yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Mm.

Ah, yeah.

I'm gonna--

You're a fucking cunt.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Mm.

Mm.

Yeah, fuck, yeah.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Yeah.

Mm.

Oh.

Oh, that was--

Ah, fuck.

Yeah.

Oh.

You like that, dude?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah, it's bad.

Fuck, yeah.

Oh.

Yeah.

Fuck.

Fuck.

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