Pairing: AJ and Chris
Words: goddess; paternity; aim; mascot


"Okay, Kirkpatrick, let's try this one more time: some people in
this world are *not* gay."

"I know that.  I am firmly and completely aware of that fact."

"I'm one of them."

"You are not.  That's just wrong.  You're the mascot for gayness. 
The poster boy for boyband bisexuality.  I *know* you're gay.  Plus
you got Eminem to get me to pose nude and you kept copies of the
photos.  No straight man would do something like that."

"I was *trying* to get you to leave me alone and stop calling me."

"Didn't work, did it?" Chris said cheerfully.  "You even recognize
my number on your caller ID now!  That's true love, right there."

"Kirkpatrick, I recognize *Kevin's* number when I see it on my
phone."

"You're cheating on me already?  Masher!  Expect a paternity suit. 
I'm taking our love child and suing you for all your worth.  Hmph. 
Men.  They tell you they'll treat you like a goddess, and then they
stomp all over your heart with cleats."

"That wasn't the body part I was aiming for."

"Ooh, kinky.  So you have a foot fetish?  I can cater to that. 
Justin's into that.  You should see how many shoes he has.  Want me
to send you pictures of mine."

"No.  No, no, no, no.  And stop telling me about Timberlake's sex
life.  I don't want to hear any of it."

"So why do you answer the phone when you see it's me calling you?"

"Sheer morbid curiosity."

"I knew I was growing on you."