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I know that look. It’s dick o’clock.”
Max was a good multitasker. He could get his ego and his dick stroked at the same time.
Maybe the reality wasn’t as dramatic as sports media liked to pretend, but archnemesis was only an exaggeration because neither of them had superpowers.
He’s a straight guy, boobs are boobs. They’re inherently wonderful.”
“We’re gonna come back to why you knew before I did, but let’s focus on the crisis at hand.” “It’s because your wife’s tits got bigger and I noticed.” Now Hedgie was the one with his hand over his eyes. “You’re the worst gay best friend ever.” “I’m bi,” Max said. “And my eyes work fine.”
Why are you asking Grady what to do?” “Hey,” Grady grumbled without pausing in his scalp massage. Jess groaned. “Oh God, you’re right. The man has the emotional intelligence of a garden snail.”
“Oh my God.” “You’re either in a porno or the first-ever lesbian triad Hallmark Christmas Special.”
Max was funny and offbeat and kind in an irritating way, like a dog who could tell when you were sad and kept putting its drooly head in your lap for pets.
I wish you hadn’t been traded. I miss you. I was looking forward to spending the rest of my life getting you to pretend you’re annoyed with me. I know all this started with a stupid bet, but I think I’m in love with you. I think you’re in love with me too.
Bro we could go on a date to Disneyland and no one would even notice. Ask me how I know. Then, a moment later, Ok my husband would notice but you get the point.
El was growing a whole new human. She could be as dramatic as she liked.
Chocolate might not fill the void inside him, but he’d never know until he tried.
“Is this you coming out as bisexual and telling us you think he’s a snack? Because I agree, but dude’s taken.”
That was so stupid. No wonder the team loved it. Everybody loved a good story, and ugly tattoos made great ones.
