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Oh, flick
So I get out of the shower this morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, drying myself off. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
qbear sees me standing there, slips off his underwear and rotates it into a flicking weapon, and aims it at my naked ass. He hits, however, my ear.
"You were more a recipient than a giver of those, weren't you?" I ask.
"That's why I was a failure in the locker room!" he wails. "I could only watch the other boys flick towels at each other!"
qbear sees me standing there, slips off his underwear and rotates it into a flicking weapon, and aims it at my naked ass. He hits, however, my ear."You were more a recipient than a giver of those, weren't you?" I ask.
"That's why I was a failure in the locker room!" he wails. "I could only watch the other boys flick towels at each other!"
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Or maybe he misheard it as "aural sex"?