Well, we could cross that one off the list. I wish you'd been my first skinny dipping partner, though. That would have been better than what I got.

[Which was him and Scott, sneaking out into the woods when they were thirteen and jumping in the lake at the end of summer --

and promptly jumping back out when their testicles crawled back into their bodies. He'd never thought penises could invert before. He would have been wrong.]