*Is saddened that Sigurd doesn't want a piping hot slice of pizza pie, but notices Andres farting and drinking bourbon, beans dripping off his face*
The falsetto returns.
"That's all right. I can respect an honest man. But I loves me a wild man. And I see myself a nice, powerful, wild man who can show a girl a good time!"
skips over to Andres and sits on his lap
"Be sure to save some of that bourbon for me, darlin!"
snatches the bourbon and begins to chug it. Andres farts again
"Oooh! You're a dirty, foul man for breaking wind in front of me! I like dirty, foul men..."
She open-mouth kisses Andres, smearing the beans all over each other. Just then, her skirt begins to flap mightily, as she's nearly lifted up off of Andres' lap from a powerful and unladylike burst of flatulence.
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