We did it...

Roger: "Damn you look good today."

So the news came down this afternoon that the two lovebirds, Andy Pettite and Roger Clemens will be reunited again on an MLB diamone, this time with the Yankees. And the two could not be any happier...

Andy Pettite: Rogie...I'm so happy for us.
Clemens: Andy, cut that pansy shit out. Remember...we're men. And men don't act, you know - all affectionate with each other. Because that's gay. Now...stick that in my ass.

Andy: There...how's that feel?
Clemens: Ooohh. God yeah. Feels spectacular. How you feelin' Andy?

AP: I feel like I'm pitching a no-hitter. I'm overcome with excitement, Rogie. Can you return the favor sometime?
Clemens: First of all, don't call me Rogie. You know when we're in bed together my name is Sexy Duece Duece. And that ain't gon change, Andy. It just ain't!

AP: I'm sorry. I'm sorry...my feelings have just gotten to me. I'm happy this little secret of ours is finally out in the open.
Clemens: My wife doesn't know about us. Cause that would mean I'm gay.

AP: No, I'm talking about you playing for the Yankees...us being reunited again.
Clemens: Damnit, Andy. It's one thing to talk about us being together in bed, but talking about our relationship on the mound is out of bounds! What's wrong with you?

AP: (mid thrust look of confusion)
Clemens: Come on Mr. Steinbrenn-uh...Andy finish the inning - bottom of the 9th, 2 outs baby, this no-hitter is yours!

AP: I think i'm done. I can't go on anymore. I think you're into the money than you are me.
Clemens: Damnit Georg-um...Andy, it's not what you think. I just fuckin hate my kids. And worthless fucking wife. You make me feel like I'm The Big Unit when I'm really closer to Todd van Poppel. I love you.

AP: Sexy Deuce Deuce, what's the pitch count...I think I'm ready to close this game out.
Clemens: Two strikes, Two huge balls. One Sexy Deuce Deuce!

AP: Rogie, I'm so happy to have you back.