Crater Face

"Dude you gotta go up and talk to that chick, she is eyeballin' you big time."

"Dude I saw her here before, forget about it!"

"Whattayou nuts, dude she's hot!"

"Through a telescope maybe, up close it's a different story!"

"What?"

"Dude, she's got more craters than the sea of Tranquility!"

"No!"

"Yeah! It's true! I heard in five years Nasa is planning a manned mission to her face!"

"Ahhh no! Get out!"

"Forgettaboutit! She takes her makeup off, half the guys on her block turn into werewolves!"

"Ahhh you're killin' me dude stop it!"

"Naw naw dude, serious now, she used to date Neil Armstrong, for real! He went in to give her a kiss goodnight, almost ran out of fuel looking for a place to touchdown! Yeah! Yeah dude, Buzz Aldrin wanted some of that but Neil got there first!"

"Dude stop! I'm gonna puke!"

"Nah, I'm just playin', dude, she's a nice girl. If it wasn't for her there would be no high tide, know what I'm sayin! But for real, my buddy got with her once."

"No really?"

"Sure, when he was done they gave him a ticker tape parade down fifth avenue! No, dude, I'm just fuckin' around they had a real nice dinner together."

"Really?"

"Oh sure, for desert they had some Tang and freeze dried ice cream! After that she let him stay at her place, long drive home though, 240,000 miles! Know what I'm sayin'."

"Dude stop here she comes."

"Whoa! She has a killer body though."

"Yeah dude, I never noticed that."

"Dude, hang out I'm gonna go say hello."

"YO! what the fuck!? I saw her first, dude!"