Q: When are you guys going to get married?
A: Never
Q: When are you guys going to start having kids?
A: Never
Q: Do you want to go on a double-date with us?
A: Fuck that.
Q: Are you guys gonna move in together?
A: Nope, not ever.
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| (Actually we just did that. So don't ask how it's going. It's just dandy, thank you.) |
Q: Do you want to babysit for us overnight so you can get some "practice"?
A: Do I look fucking insane to you?
Q: Do you want to take a trip with us to a couples resort?
A: We actually hate you. Quite a bit. So...no.
Q: Are you in love with each other?
A: No, we hate each other as well. What the fuck kind of question is that?!
Q: How do you let each other know that you love the other?
A: With the occasional sucker punch to the face. Or Dutch oven.
Q: What do you guys like to do for fun?
A: Kill things. And nap.
Q: Who wears the pants in the relationship?
A:
That last one should actually say "Our DOGS" as in, all three of those bitches. Because they totally do. And now I realize that I've made us sounds like a pair of assholes but we really aren't. I promise. For real.
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