“Don't sleep with your drummer. Dumb-ass.”
“MY ASS MIGHT BE DUMB, BUT I'M NOT A DUMB ASS.”
“That's a dumb-ass idea." She was too angry to curb her mouth. "You're a dumb-ass." She tried to kick and got nowhere. "Even Jesus thinks you're a dumb-ass.”
“You dumb-ass," I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. "You don't share me. You own me.”
“...because being a smart-ass is always preferable to being a dumb-ass.”
“You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What—are you the first in your family to be born without a tail?”