Pope: I'm Bi And Confused.

JJ: Popeeee

Pope:

JJ: popeeee c’mon I swear I won’t do it again

Pope, narrowing his eyes: fine

JJ: okay, what kind of magic do cows do?

Pope: what kind of magic, JJ

JJ, giggling: moodoo

Pope: I’m never talking to you again

Pope: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.


JJ: Oh. We're going out?


Pope: Wh...

JJ: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Pope: What's that?

JJ : Remorse code.

Pope: I'm even angrier now.

Pope: You know, usually people with daddy issues become strippers

JJ: I mean, the option is still available to me

JJ, under his breath: Futurehusbandsayswhat

Pope: huh

Topper: What

JJ: FUCK NO

Married JJPope

Pope: These are crafts for the supplies table. I finally figured out what we’re going to be making.

JJ: Kids bored?

JJ: Man, it smells like wrongdog out here.

Pope:

Pope: JJ, are you alright?

JJ: *sobs*

Pope: Who hurt you? 
JJ: *snorting* What, do you want a list? 
All of the pogues: ...Yes, actually.

*after the motorcycle incident*

Pope: Is the pain bad?

JJ: It's not that bad.

Pope: Don't lie to yourself.

JJ: I'm not lying to myself, i'm lying to you.

JJ: Did you know that male bees die after mating?

Pope: That's sad

JJ: Yeah, that's their whole life. Honey, Nut, Cheerio.

Pope: Get the fuck out