“Dat means you like me.   A lot.” “Yeah, it does.”   Captain obvious. “So dat means I’m Mr. Bryn.” “Whatever you say.” “Oh.   Whatever I say?   You want me to be da boss?   Because dat’s not a problem at all.   I like to be da boss of you.” “No,” I said, putting on and zipping up my shorts, “you are not the boss of me.   I’m the boss of me and you.”He frowned.   “Dat’s not fair.   I want to be da boss of something.” “You can be the boss of Buster.” “No, not da dog.   Dat’s not da boss of anything, really.” “Fine.   You can be the boss of … I don’t know.   Kissing.” Bodo stopped putting on his shirt, his eyes taking on a special gleam, making me almost regret I had said it.”

“I am the boss of my underpants. You can be the boss of yours.”

“You can give me detention. Oh, wait, that's right...you aren't the boss of me. So I guess you can just bite me. -Dean”

“So you're my boss now," I snap."Technically, I'm you're boss's boss's boss.""And technically, it's gross moral turpitude- the fact that i am fucking my boss's boss's boss.""At the moment, you're arguing with him." Christian scowls.”

“I'll tell you one thing about me, and that is that I'm not to keen on being bossed around. If, say, my Mom tells me to empty the dishwasher, I like to wait a little bit, you know, not hop up and do it right away, because then it feels more like my own idea. That's a little problematic when you have an actual boss.”

“I don't want to boss anyone and I don't want to be bossed.”