[ oh man, now he really has to go because it's a total challenge— and if he doesn't he won't even be a coward, he'll just be a little chicken shit.

Shit shit. gay chicken is only fun when you're on the side like J is, okay, noted! ]

—No plans here, no way. It's definitely a date, then. You like flowers, chocolate, what? First impressions count.

[ damn his mouth can sure say things he sometimes wishes it didn't. He's gonna wind up a little broke chickenshit. ]