“Oh my God, why am I like this? You and your stupid dicksand.” “Dicksand?” “Yeah, like quicksand. But your dick is the trap, and I’ve been sucked into it.” “Wouldn’t your pussy be the quicksand ’cause it’s the one sucking my dick into it?” We stare at each other for a moment. “Why are we like this?” he sighs. “I don’t know, but—wait, no, don’t say we. You. You are the weird one.”
