"Look at these happy high school couples."
"Yeah, well fuck them."
"Yeah! Hey girl, in a year or so from now, he'll screw you over and you'll have nightmares and text your best guy friend in the middle of the night saying you want to be kidnapped."
"And hey guy, she'll leave you so washed up, you'll be so insecure and unsure of yourself and have to ask your best girl friend for advice over the lamest things."
and that's the (true) story of how we sat in the car for an hour yelling at passerby this afternoon.