"What do you mean, you don't find my bum special?"
"Well, you know, I'm not really so inclined."
"So what?"
"So... you know, I don't really feel that way...?"
"What way? You mean you don't want to fuck me in the arse?"
"Y...yeah, that."
"WHY don't you want to fuck me in the arse?"
"Well, because I don't do that. I don't like that. I'm straight, you know? Aren't YOU?"
"Why, yes! SO?"
"SO? So what? I don't want to fuck anyone in their arse!"
"But if you did, it still wouldn't be me?"
"I... I don't know."
"It wouldn't, right? You don't like my arse! WHY?"
"I don't know, I don't know how you tell bums apart."
"Come, here, have a butcher's. See that? Fuckin' shape, innit?"
"I... I guess?"
"I have a pretty nice arse, you know?"
"Oh... okay?"
"Touch it."
"W...what?"
"Touch it and tell me that it's the finest male arse you've ever touched!"
"W... WHAT?"
"What, are you lily-livered?"
"I guess not"
*touches bum*
"Now say it. Say it's the finest male arse you've ever touched."
"It's the finest male arse I've ever touched."
"And say it, if you were to hypothetically fuck someone up the arse, you'd put your hypothetical cock up my arse."
"If I were to hypothetically fuck someone up the arse, I'd put my hypothetical cock up your arse."
[cue to all the co-workers awkwardly watching them from across the room, pale-faced]