I'll stop when you stop speakin' like some schmoopy poem!

<sub>[Until that day comes, no deal. Like Hairspray said, you can't stop the beat.

He tries to squeeze out the front door but one of the tent poles gets stuck against the doorjamb, inciting his ire. Ugh! He hasn't even decided if he wants to join in or not and he's already annoyed with this homoerotic camping trip! Goddamn it!]</sub>

You're the one who needs some educatin' on hangin' out with the guys! Rule number one: stop callin' it intimate!

_{[He swings around to address the other and the jutting pole goes with him. Step fast on your feet or get clipped...!]}