“This isn’t exactly a conversation two guys have over coffee. ‘Hey, dude, how well does your wife shave your balls?”

“Scary isn't een in the same fucking universe as what I'm feeling right now, dude." Ball-crawling heebie-jeebies might come close.”

“Scary isn't even in the same fucking universe as what I'm feeling right now, dude." Ball-crawling heebie-jeebies might come close.”

“You have no right to run me out of here!""Yes, I do, because it's my house. I live here now."He could have dropped his pants and taken a shit on the coffee table and it wouldn't have shocked her as much as that revelation."What?”

“How long have you been in love with me?" he whispered."Always.”

“Can't I just shoot you in the ass with paintball pellets? Those fuckers hurt. I'm an expert marksman with firearms. I could turn your ass red, green, blue, whatever the fuck color you want.”

“She's getting pushy and borderline bratty. We need to have a talk with her about that.""Huh?""That's almost topping from the bottom."Seth closed his eyes and quietly swore. "I have no idea what the fuck you just said.”