Rubin doesn't have time for that.
Jon would try to come over in his most seductive stained My Little Pony shirt/whitey tighties combo and start making anime girl noises to get Rubin's attention, and Rubin would say "Not now honey, we can lose our virginity some other time. They have this thread going about a retarded little goblin looking dude who got beaten up, I'm sure any minute now someone will post something I can put on Twitter"
Jon believed in the cause of taking down the Kiwi Farms as much as Rubin did, the emu's masculine passion was what attracted him in the first place, but isn't there time for romance as well? Without love, what's even the point in taking down the chuds?
"Can't you at least come to bed Rubey?" Jon would ask, a playful inflection in his voice.
"No can do, I'll just crash out here on the sofa. You go ahead"
Jon sighed and laid down alone, t-girl porn queued up on his greasy old android. Another night in the cold, lonely marital bed. Oh well, just like Jon's mother said when she first laid eyes on him: when things don't turn out the way you'd hoped, all you can do is try again.
