Bob was sort of amused at the quiet-ass response out of Jay. It was uncharacteristically quiet, actually. Nodding? That was his fucking schtick.
Though, Jay's next response of further comprehension removed all doubt that he still had his heterolifemate. Bob nodded happily, his grin almost stretching ear to ear.
Fucking wedgie - and a fucking wet willy to boot. Wet willies are fucking mean, nasty shit.