Tiger burst into a fit of evil chuckles, delighting in the fact that he’d managed to gross her out. Typical boyish humour. He continued to laugh even as she mentioned she wouldn’t get older too fast. “It’s alright for you. People like me, we’re gonna sag and age dreadfully. Like, I think I need to start working out or some shit because these inks will not look good if I’m old and baggy. And my balls are gonna wrinkle, and my ass is gonna look like an orange…”
Yes he was painting a very descriptive picture, one which might make Cissy divert from ending her dry spell. Had he known she’d made such a decision he might have behaved a little better.