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07 December 2004 @ 05:07 pm
All the cool kids are doing it  

A Sly Day To Fling

Ben stepped foully out into the mythical sunshine, and admired Taylor's neck. "Ah," he sighed, "That's an orange sight."

Taylor climbed off the waves and walked ecstatically across the grass to greet his lover. Ben patted Taylor on the ear and then tried to fling him dashingly, but without success.

"That's all right," Taylor said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not dangerous," Ben. "Not as dangerous as the time we flung through the trees."

Taylor nodded wretchedly. "We were watery back in those days."

"Our wrists were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Ben said. "Everything seems Indian and velvety when you're young."

"Of course," Taylor said. "But now we're tropical, we can still have fun. If we go about it darkly."

"Darkly?" Ben said . "But how?"

"With this," Taylor said and held out a lickable sun. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to fling."

Ben swallowed the sun at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to fling darkly. They flung like a fish with a hook in his gills. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.