“I told you we shouldn’t have come here,” Jeffrey lectured his husband Curtis, “I warned you that this country was not tolerant of gay people!”
“The resort said it wasn’t a problem! I assumed they got some sort of exemption or something!” Curtis tried to defend himself.
“It not a problem, because apparently when I went through that cute little jungle patch from our hotel to the beach, it transformed me into a woman so we could be their stupid ideal of a couple. I got to admit, I’m a little more than grossed out here, Curtis.”
“Well, I’m not. In fact, I --” Curtis paused as he looked Jeffrey up and down, “Ew, Jeffrey! That jungle! I think! I think it made me straight! I think I’m more in love with you like this. And, ew, that’s so wrong, right?”
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