Latter Days2003

Keith Griffin:
It doesn't matter, I'm still not hungry.

Christian:
I don't remember asking if you were. I just deliver this stuff, remember? But my friend Andrew made this and he doesn't even cook for his boyfriends so the least you could do is try to be polite... and eat it.

Keith Griffin:
I don't have to pretend to be polite. I think I've, I think I've earned that right.

Christian:
Oh yes, that's right; you're dying, you're bitter, blah, blah, blah... Fortunately I'm shallow so I'm impervious to that, now eat it.

Keith Griffin:
Impervious? Bet you don't know how to spell that.

Christian:
Sure I do, it's spelled: Bite me. And just to show that our little problems in this world don't amount to a hill of beans, I'm gonna read about some people that have some real trouble.

[Opens The National Enquirer]