Day Five Of The Atlantis Caribbean Cruise And Chris Suddenly Caught Wind Of Cherry Pie Apparently, Warrant

Day five of the Atlantis Caribbean Cruise and Chris suddenly caught wind of Cherry Pie Apparently, Warrant was now in fragrances.

You know, Brad was smart to stay on the boat.

Luke came back to Brad and Chris after conducting reconnaissance on the new guy.

Chris so called it.

He was all the same age, from Massachusetts, also an underwear model like Brad and Chris, and in the middle of a shoot as a body double for Macho Man the movie. He was playing the construction worker for the stripper scenes as the actor can’t keep his weight in check. Of all things, his name was Harry.

Brad then said he thought it would be almost funny if Harry’s last name was Lucille or Spotter.

Of course Brad backed it up. He backed like no one. Helloooo! What gay wouldn’t die without a phone?

Chris then informed his boyfriend he was referring to their VW Cabriolet in their driveway.

Brad paused for a moment to soak it all in. “Chris, did you want to stick it in?”

He did.

Contrary to his boyfriend’s shallow assumptions, life was not a game for Chris. Obviously, he took his coconuts very seriously and failed to find humor in anything Brad said as to the situation.

Chris then raised the straw to his lips for a swig. “Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Straight up. This is some good coconut milk.”

Chris finished savoring the first sip. “Seriously Brad, you’ve got to try this. I’ve see your eyes grow on the coconuts bro!”

Brad froze not knowing how to respond.

“Orange?!?” Dang nab it. That busts a rhyme.

Could he be a Daddy at 22? Brad did not know how age played into it.

Luckily, the spat between Brad and Chris ended when their neighbor Luke stepped in to announce the pool party he hosted was on Memorial Day. It was Labor Day, and no, they were not the same holiday. Juneteenth was also it’s own thing and indeed was new in an official capacity. It had been around for quite some time in reality so it was nice to finally see it recognized.

Luke then offered to stir up some taco dip if Brad and Chris wanted to stay.

Well, this was sufficiently awkward. This was by far Brad and Chris’ biggest infraction since the diagnosis debacle.

That’s a word correct? Debacle?

Anyway, how the h-e double hockey sticks were they going to get out of this one?

Maybe Chris would take another picture. (Click!)