"I took the five-inch bet. I figured if he had small man syndrome then he was lacking." Pretty chimed in. "It's not the size, but the motion of the ocean," he said, swaying his hips in a circle. "Does that work for the back door, too?" Count taunted Pretty. "Nope, twerking does." Pretty bent over, stuck his ass out, and started to pump his back and hips. "If you're not careful, you're going to hurt yourself. If that's the case, we'll just drive by the hospital and throw your ass out. None of us want to walk back in there," How said, laughing.
