“Of course, I love dumb comedies,” I say. “Duh. I have four brothers, remember? Until I went off to college, I didn’t know televisions were capable of showing anything besides dumb comedies, football, and my mom’s HGTV.”
Josh laughs. “I really should have asked you about your movie preferences before I fucked you. I got lucky, but it could have gone horribly wrong for me.” He grins. “So what are some of your favorite dumb comedies?Anchorman?”
I nod enthusiastically. “‘I love Scotch. Scotchy, Scotch, Scotch,’” I say, doing my best Ron Burgundy impression. “‘Here it goes down—down into my belly.’”
Josh belly laughs. “‘I’m kind of a big deal.’”
I giggle.
“So what’s at the tippy-top of your list of favorites?” he asks.
“Well, in the modern era I’d have to sayTwenty-One Jump Streetis pretty damned high on the list.”
“Ah, good one. ‘Hey, hey, stop fuckin’ with Korean Jesus! He ain’t got time for your problems! He busy—with Korean shit!’” Josh shouts, doing his best Ice Cube impression.
I laugh hysterically. “‘Chemistry’s the one with the shapes and shit, right?’” I reply, doing my best stoned Channing Tatum.
“‘Did you just say you have the right tobean attorney?’” Josh adds, laughing his ass off.
“‘Youdohave the right to be an attorney, if you want to,’” I reply, and Josh laughs his ass off.
“‘You have the right to... suck my dick, motherfucker!’” he says.
Oh, jeez. We’re laughing so hard we can’t breathe.
“Oh my God, Kat—you’re a dude, through and through,” Josh finally says, beaming at me. “A really, really hot dude with a tight, wet, magic pussy.”
I bite my lip. Man, I love this boy’s dirty mouth.
“So what about a classic?” he asks. His face is glowing.
“Hmm. I’d have to go withZoolander.”
He shoots me the “Blue Steel” male-model face Ben Stiller made famous in that movie.
“Blue steel!” we both shout at the same time.
“Oh my God, Josh,” I say. “You’re the first person I’ve ever seen make ‘Blue Steel’ lookgood.”
He laughs. “So is that it? Is that everything you’ve figured out about me from my deep and profound ‘YOLO’ ass-tattoo?”
“Oh no, there’s more.” I look at him sideways. “You clearly have a bit of an evil streak.”
“No, I don’t. Not at all. We’re talking aboutme,notyou, remember?”
“Ha, ha.”
“Really, though, I don’t have a mean bone in my body.”
“Ha! You were willing to tag poor Henn’s ass for the rest of his life, for nothing but stupid yucks.”
Josh looks wildly offended. “How the fuck does that makemeevil? Henn was willing to do the exact same thing to me—and, in fact, hediddo it to me. That makes Henn way more evil than me.”
“But Henn wasright.”
“But I didn’t know that. Actually, the most heinous person of all was Reed. He’s the one who came up with the diabolical idea in the first place, just for his sick pleasure, the prick.”
“Yeah, that was pretty evil.”
