Oh...my...god... *trying to laugh; but can't draw in air-which hurts like hell* That pic is disturbing on so many levels...yet somehow still funny... Too gorram weird-and not in a good way.
Damian: *deadpan* And that is my twin's deep, dark secret. *fake tears* Never was the same after the war...
Jax: *fuming in the corner, mumbling about proving he has man parts*
Damian: *back to deadpan* Well, creep, noone said you didn't. This just shows that you have...more. *his crude hand gesture is interrupted by Jax flying into him, pinning him to the ground; as the two fight, their moves interspersed with ever-cruder comments, the author crawls away, still unable to draw in air and laugh*