Archibald: "I say Jerome, shall we stroll down by the town square this morn?"
Jerome: " Heavens no! That place is the epitome of rotspots!"
Archibald: "Goodness gracious! Whatever shall we do?"
Jerome: "How'bout we stop acting like a couple of fags?"
Archibald: "Indeed. I suppose this means I should retract my penis from your rectum?"