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Sissy Fists

“Oh Henry. Jesus. Why did we come here?!”
“Because you made me watch clouds.”
“At least with cloud watching there was no risk of being trampled or infected with various venereal diseases!”
“What? It’s too loud darling. You’re going to have to speak up, or sidle on closer to me, both of which I know you don’t like doing.”
“Are you smirking? Are you taunting me? I will rupture your eardrums buddy, you watch it!”
“Oh don’t be silly, we’re right next to the speakers, the loud, obnoxious Ska music will do that for you.”
She clung to the cuff of his shirt, letting him drag her through the crowded venue.
“Here. This is better. I love you so much that I willingly moved us both to a quieter spot, knowing full well that your incessant chatter will most likely succeed in killing me. Slowly. Very. Very. Slowly.”
She punched him hard in the chest and instantly regretted it.
“You know what baby? I only have two words to say to you, neither of them compliments.
sissy fists.

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