"I bet it is big that's why Lars is chasing you around like a love sick puppy wanting your big huge hairy cock!"

Fredrik near collapsed into Mikkel giggling and not holding on to his fork which clattered to the floor because he was drunk. Oops. Picking it back up he cleaned it and then ate some more stew. Surely, this was all Devon would say on the matter now.

"I don't think he'll tell us. How about we phone that Brain boy Ivar slept with? He might tell us about twin cocks!"