| *Challenge #74, Secrets* |
[Jul. 10th, 2008|08:20 am] |
Title: Drugstore Confession
Notes: Apparently, fangirls are not the only ones that are all rimmed out. I stole the "flaming asshole" from a comment ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vl_redreign made about last week's challenge. I hope she doesn't mind. No beta, just a bunch of silliness. :D ETA: Learn more about Anti-Monkey Butt here.
And the condom goes to: Justin. Might as well add to his stockpile.
“Brian? What are you doing here?” Michael seemed surprised. “What are you buying?” He peered around Brian, trying to see.
Brian, his lips swollen and extremely chapped, said, “Chap Stick. Anti-Monkey Butt.”
Michael blinked, looking confused. “What for?”
“Can’t tell. It’s a secret.”
Michael pouted, whining, “Oh come on, we’re best friends! Tell me, Brian!”
“Well, Mikey, since you think you must know, in the last seven days, I rimmed Justin *approximately* 223 times.”
Michael’s expression turned from confused to stunned.
“So, my lips hurt. And Justin has a whopping case of flaming asshole,” Brian said. “Any more questions?” |
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