Maggie and Christine and I were sitting around late last night (I swear there was studying done at some point yesterday evening), and, as is common among young women in the twenty-first century, we turned our talk to the inevitability of homosexuality outbreaks amongst our male acquaintance.
“The worst part,” I said, “is that if the Lad ever leaves me for Jack, their relationship will be so sweet that I won’t even be able to object.”
“It’s true,” said Maggie seriously, “they have a beautiful relationship. They are Frog and Toad.”
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