Last weekend, after we had sex but before we got out of bed to leave for the movies, E.S. and I had the following conversation:
E.S.: So what are you doing for the rest of the day?
FAUSTUS: Oh, I don’t know. Maybe I’ll go to the movies with a hot guy.
E.S.: Lucky you. I’m going to the movies with some schmuck.
FAUSTUS: Well, you get what you deserve. (E.S. tickles FAUSTUS’s ear, which he knows FAUSTUS hates.) Stop that!
E.S.: You get what you deserve.
FAUSTUS: No, I meant that you get what you deserve.
E.S.: And you get off scot-free, is that it?
FAUSTUS: Exactly.
And then you and E.S. –
Oh. That won’t work here.
Ears are yummy. So I’m told.
Aren’t you two so adorable?
And then you and E.S. had sex. Again…
So you bought your movie tickets. And then you had snacks.
Hey, as long as you get off…
Such a sweet adorable couple
Who’d have thought!
You two are still having sex?
Serious question from a long time reader, occasional commenter and rare emailer:
What’s you take on the whole gay civil union thing, Dr. Faustus, sir?
Would you ever consider tying the knot (with E.S. or otherwise).