dodraibeid

In the throes of passion...

SHE: Oh God!

ME: Oh God!

MY BRAIN: Dude, baseball. Baseball, baseball and more baseball.

SHE: Right there.

ME: Oh shit!

MY BRAIN: Ok, fine, football. McNabb fakes to Thrash, and then runs i... are you listening to me?

SHE: Don't stop!

ME: Oh, fuck!

MY BRAIN: Ok, fine. Wanna be like that? I'm pulling out the big guns. Batman and Robin are covered in shit and anally raping each other! How's that for a mental ima--

BLAM!

MY BRAIN: What the fuck?

ME: What the fuck?

SHE: What?

MY BRAIN: You sick fuck. I can't believe I got stuck with such a pervert.

ME: No, wait. I wasn't paying attention, honest!

SHE: Huh? To what?

MY BRAIN: No, dude. Fuck you. That's fucked up. They're cartoons, dude.

ME: No, I swear! I didn't mean it! Not my fault!

SHE: Didn't... what are you talking about and to whom?

MY BRAIN: I'm not speaking to you for at least a week. You and the dick can go out and have fun without me. I'm done with you.

ME: No, wait, I need you! I do!

SHE: Awww, really?

ME: You can't go! How am I gonna go to work?

SHE: I need you, too.

ME: BRAAAAAAAAAIN!

MY DICK: There, there, fella. He's just moody. He'll be back soon enough.

ME: YOU!

MY DICK: That's right, we're gonna have a lot of fun. Brain tells me you're a SUPA FREAK!

ME: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

SHE: What?