Marty walked away in shame as his best friend Rob stole his blind date again, too
much a wimp to protest Rob's carrying her off by her buttcheek, and this time Rob
had the added difficulty factor of performing this manoeuver with his own date
right there. Rob had long told Marty, "To the victor goes the menage á trois."
My best friend in high school, Randy Troy, had a similar sort of 'swass' about him...