jule1122 (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jule1122) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} qaf_drabbles,@ 2012-07-31 23:11:00 |
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Title: Words of Wisdom
Condom: The Diner
“Oh, thank God, air conditioning,” Ted breathed when they entered the diner. He immediately grabbed a handful of napkins and mopped his face.
“Teddy, we only walked three blocks,” Emmett scoffed.
“Yeah, in hundred degree heat. So why aren’t you sweating like a pig?” Ted eyed Emmett suspiciously.
“A good southerner never sweats, at least that’s what my Grandma said after a few mint Juleps,” Emmett smiled at the memory. “Air conditioning was for weak willed Northerners and fools with too much money. If our ancestors could handle the heat in corsets and petticoats, I could take it in shorts.”