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?"