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"And so you grew a long beard that could easily represent your masculinity? You mean 'man-pretty' like Adonis, right?"

"When I was a kid, when AIDS was a new disease, I heard you could get AIDS from something that someone with AIDS touched and DIE. Then I consulted my doctor, and he prescribed me Viagra... I'm not entirely sure why to this day that I was prescribed Viagra... Anyways, I took the Viagra, hoping that I would get immune from AIDS spores, but it got me really hard in my pants, and I felt the urge to ******** something. Sadly, Shavo was the nearest human, and I just stuck it right in his pooper, and then the next morning, I had just realized that only gay people have AIDS, and I got really worried. So then, like, yeah... When the Internet was invented, I took a test online to see if I had AIDS, and I failed the AIDS test, which means I don't have AIDS... right? 'Cause it's like the SATs where if you fail it, you don't get admission to college, riiiiight? So I don't have admission to AIDSWorld... >>; I hope."

"The beard kinda throws off the prettiness." Caitlin said truthfully. She couldn't help, though, but let her gaze just sink right into Shavo's eyes, but she caught herself from falling, sinking... She could hear her DNA unzipping and the RNA turning the thymine to uracil... Did she catch herself, or did she just keep staring? She can't tell. Her face felt like it was burning--no, wait--glowing brighter than the candles near her, which didn't seem to emit light anyways.

"So, uh, yeah," Caitlin half whispered.

"I ain't no Chin. Aren't Chins those people who live in China?" Daron had no clue on what a Chib, or in his case, a "Chin," and he still had no idea on why he had Viagra in the first place. "Impotency... No! Viagra's for people with problems... getting... a..." Poor Daron had a startling epiphany.

He has erectile dysfunction?! Maybe.

"Um, nothing..." Caitlin sighed. She's ********' feelin' things for her injurer, maaan. "I dunno. I feel... uh..." She moved closer to Shavo and hugged him. "I feel cold."

Daron squealed the squealiest squeal you have ever heard squealed from a Daron. "Impotency is where you little soldiers of Spermatica are few and far! Dude, that...! Don't touch that... yet." Oh, Mr. Sly Dog, that Daron. He totally wants it, I'll bet.

"Uh-mm..." Caitlin snuggled up closer to Shavo, kind of doing that rubbing her face in his chest sort of thing, you know? "I'd rather just be here."

((OH SHI- TYPO.))

"May I provide the sausage to your eggs and milk? I've got... uh... Li'l Smokies."

Caitlin felt sort of unwanted, but she just stayed there. Oh, how confusing! How could she want a guy who basically mauled her the day before? Wait... Day before? How long was she there? A heavy feeling starting sinking down, settling into her bowels. Hopefully that heavy feeling doesn't move her bowels. That would suck. She said nothing, but she continued to hold onto Shavo as a single tear ran down her face.

"Oh, what? I'm... not... crying." Riiiiiiiiiiight, you horny, lying b***h!

"What the ******** is a 'chibi? '" Daron wondered. "Okay... lemme go get my robe and wizard hat!" he finally replied after thinking about it for 4309230498203948203498012983102938 moments.

"..."
Caitlin began sobbing. "I'm sorry. This is really embarrassing and I put you in a bad position! I'm a stupid b***h! And don't worry, I'm," she paused to get a good look at Shavo, "not crying."

"Yeah, let's go get John! We should all play DnD!" Daron was pretty excited. And if you're wondering, yes, his weed opened him up from his shell this morning.