What Did It All Mean? Was It Every Position? Every Person? Was It Even Related To Sex?!? Was There Anything

What ‘did it all’ mean? Was it every position? Every person? Was it even related to sex?!? Was there anything that wasn’t? Chris began to wonder if he might just be too low maintenance.

Chris was comfortable almost anywhere.

It was just difficult to fan Dallas. What was the point of all this glass if it only reflected light?! It could be SOOOO much hotter properly mirrored. Like SOOOO much hotter.

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The Obvious twins didn’t read “Captain” to Chris and Brad. Now what?!? Auditioning for BOX underwear awkward enough.

Still here. Still queer. Go fig. Now may I please get that razzberry beret thingy u offered @ the pool?! Sounded refreshing. Iced tea was it?

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Yes. You interrupted. No. It never came. Well, I did. So did Brad. No children. We’re all here right?!? Lol.

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Of course it’s relevant. Brad literally just said it. You heard me. Even responded. Is that not what just transpired?

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I don’t know which one I am. I could be Chris or Brad. The number of drinks irrelevant but two and I’m gearing up for a shot to get it off the table. So... Did we introduce ourselves earlier? What did I say?

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Bris actually makes sense but right now not helpful. It was clever of me then. Listen. I don’t know who the hell I am or who I’m talking to or why at the same house party we’re talking over the phone, but I see razz iced tea headed my way and it’s hard to concentrate when people are distracted by what’s outside.

What is outside? Oh. Yes. The pool. We got out and came inside because it started raining. No one likes to get wet from water falling out of the sky for some reason.

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Thank u. Just took a sip. Razzberry beret bliss. Yes. Love u like a stranger too! Xoxo Brad and Chris

It was all smoke and mirrors with Gustavio. He was European and that guy with the reflective light gadget thingy always lurked in his shadow. Brad and Chris wondered how much credit card debt Gustavio accumulated on cigarettes and payroll. Brad guessed $20k. Chris guessed $50k. The old man at the table next to them said it would be $100k, but he pays it off every month. That’s when the man sitting with him exclaimed he’d done the same for Gustavio.

Brad and Chris quickly interjected and asked the gentlemen to pay their restaurant tab. They did, and in the midst of all the peace breaking out the cafe owner asked Brad and Chris to come back for dinner. It would be on the house for bringing in so much business. The host was correct to seat them front and center on the balcony.

No wonder Gustavio ran every red light in a town without one. Brad and Chris declined the invitation. They didn’t want Gustavio’s table. That’s when the owner offered unlimited cigarettes and a personal assistant for a month. That was it. Brad and Chris needed to get off this island immediately. The gentlemen at the next table then offered their yaght.

Brad then asked Chris if they were both thinking out loud again. Chris didn’t know but the restaurant owner gave an affirmative. Brad and Chris became sad. Their dream to join the Secret Service grew that much further away. On the bright side, Brad and Chris could still wear the uniforms.

The rest of them heard but decided best not to respond. No need to take everyone’s dreams off the table. Then again, invisible uniforms might just look great on Brad and Chris. It was dreamland once again for all. Brad and Chris left the island of Gustavio just as it was (in full Secret Service attire via yaght of course).

Brad and Chris froze watching in terror. A squirrel picked up Brads new iPhone and posted this pic seven times. Not impressive or funny. It’s 2021. A $1000 phone should tell squirrels to go away when they pick it up. This one proved squirrel user friendly. How smart could this phone really be? Chris then asked how a squirrel got to the 29th floor anyway. Brad thought perhaps squirrels sneak in when it rains cats and dogs. Nobody polices that and everyone in Southern California runs and hides the second mist happens. Chris agreed. It wasn’t a terrible theory. Science obviously further off than that. The ‘smart’ phone was on Face ID. That’s exactly when Brad’s paranoia with squirrels began.

fantastic duo