“Hi Guys,” Bim said to the other TMB editors as he entered the room.
“Hey Bi—-” Started the rest of the guys, but were unable to finish for some reason.
“What?!” asked a suspicious Bim.
After a few minutes of silence, Coco asked “Something you want to tell us Bim?”
“What?”
“Well, there’s something different about you,” Steel volunteered.
“So what is it? Do I have a booger hanging out or something?”
“You wanna tell us why you have Pau’s balls on your forehead?” asked Mordo.
“Also, Pau!” exclaimed Baddie.
“Oh right,” said Bim sheepishly. I was hoping you guys wouldn’t notice.
“I told you they’d notice,” I told Bim.
“Yeah well, they wouldn’t have if you weren’t such a fat fatty! Fattie!” Bim retorted.
“Who are you calling a Fattie, Mr. I-Smell-Like-Ballsac-After-Showering?” I shot back.
“THAT’S WHAT YOUR MOM SAID MOTHERFUCKER!”
“YOU’RE THE MOTHERFUCKER!!”
“THAT’S WHAT YOUR MOM SAID!”
“Guys CHILL!” interjected Fritz. “You’re upsetting Baddie!”
True enough, Baddie was visibly bothered. His eyes were already red, and his bottom lip was quivering.
“There, there Baddie,” said Bim as he kneeled to come face to face with Baddie.
“Ba—ba—baddie hates fighting,” stuttered Baddie.
I handed Bim a handkerchief which he used to wipe Baddie’s tears away.
“Blow your nose Baddie,” said Bim gently as he held the hanky to Baddie’s nose. “We’re sorry Baddie. It’s just hard work carrying a naked Pau on my head for the whole day. I got cranky. We won’t shout in front of you again.” Bim started to scratch his head.
“Don’t do that,” I cautioned Bim.
“Oh sorry,” apologized Bim as he started to get up.
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” I howled.
Coco stood up, alarmed. “Why? What’s wrong?”
“BIM’S STEPPING ON MY DICK!”
“Holy Crap! I’m sorry Pau!” Bim jumped, flinging my cock towards where Fritz, Coco and Mordo were sitting. Luckily, the three ducked in time, avoiding serious injury by way of cock whippage.
“GET ME BACK MY DICK! WHERE IS IT?! FIND MY DICK!”
“I think it’s under the sofa!” said Mike and Ade in unison. They were always to be counted on to keep an eye on my dick. I’m just amazed how they were able to pay attention when they were busy putting on lipstick and fake eyelashes on each other.
“FIND IT PLEASE!”
Right then, Bim accidentally stepped on one of my pubes, which made him lose balance. He started to spin around which caused my penis to follow suit. I heard shelves being ripped from their places on the wall, the TV exploded, and there was a mess of blood where Mikey’s left eye used to be. Right before Bim fell down and made the both of us lose consciousness, I heard Baddie crying again.
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“Pau wake up!” It was Mordo who was shaking me. I saw Steel and Ade attending to the injuries incurred by Mike, and the rest taking turns comforting Baddie and getting some ice for Bim.
“Sorry dude. Is everyone alright?” I asked Mordo while rubbing my head.
“They will be. Can you tell me what the hell were you guys doing?”
“I’m sorry, it will never happen again.”
“Ok, no biggie.”
“Actually it was a very big biggie,” I said with a wink.
And everybody laughed at my clever joke and they all helped rolling my dick back up.
THE END.
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