lup: and here we have the gays in their natural habitat.
barry: witness the courting rituals of the male adult corvid. he embellishes himself with shiny objects and bright, flashy gemstones to catch the attention of the adult male feline. an unlikely pair with similar interests, you might say.
lup: those interests being their biological predispositions to love sparkly things, of course. romance cannot have a factor in these intensely physical encounters. they are based off survival and raw sexual compatibility alone.
barry: gross.
lup: you said it, my fellow scientist.
kravitz: can you two please come out from behind the couch? we’re just going somewhere fancy and we want to look nice—
lup: our naturalistic observation has been violated! retreat, doctor bluejeans! retreat!
barry: [ducking behind the couch with his camcorder] retreat!
taako: i hate this fucking family.