Go ahead and try to deconstruct our love, Ryan. Bet you can’t.
Hey daddy.
Can we go over each other’s releases, Ryan?
We might get redistricted but our love doesn’t have borders.
Can I touch your iPod, Ryan?
If I rub your abs Ryan, will that create some fire?
You can’t place a sanction on our love, Ryan.
You’re my Romeo to my Juliet, Ryan.
Whisper quietly to me, Ryan. Let’s not scare the birds away.
Care to cuddle in Zuccotti Park, Ryan?