"Whatcha looking at, Jen?" ".....nothing." "Why did you close your laptop so quickly, as soon as I came in." "Didn't." "Did so." "..."
"Oh my god, you were looking at porn. Jensen was looking at porn in his trailer." "Shut UP" "There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jensen. You're just a healthy red-blooded Texan male. Looking at porn in the privacy of his own trailer. I'm proud of you, man. Seriously. PROUD. " "..."
(pause)
"Let me see?" "No." "So it IS porn." "No. Just.... no." "Oh c'mon, man... pleeeaseeeeee?" "Jesus, Jared. No. No means no."
"Oh C'MON. It's not like I'm pestering you for sexual favours, I just want to check out the hot T&A on your laptop."
(coughing) (sound of Jensen getting hammered on the back) (sound of this degenerating into wrestling)
"Jared. Jared, let me go. You giant freak. Let me up. Don't touch that laptop. Seriously ... don't you dare..."
(Long uncomfortable pause).
"Oh." "I said no. This is totally your own fault." "No, really. It's cool. You've got my ass as your desktop wallpaper. That's..."
"Yeah, well. I'm just thankful it's not smell-o-vision."
(pause) "Look, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Jared, I'm..."
"You're hot for my ass." "Hot for... no way, dude, I was just dicking around." "You were dicking around with my ass." "NO. That's not what I meant. I was... playing around." "With my ass." "With my desktop settings. With PICTURES." "With pictures of my ass."
Silence.
"Jen? You could if you wanted." "Could WHAT?" "Dick around. With my ass." "What the....oh." "Yeah, oh." (sound of smooching) (more smooching) (sound of happily ever after)
in the spirit of conversations that never happened
Date: 2008-01-22 09:44 pm (UTC)"Whatcha looking at, Jen?"
".....nothing."
"Why did you close your laptop so quickly, as soon as I came in."
"Didn't."
"Did so."
"..."
"Oh my god, you were looking at porn. Jensen was looking at porn in his trailer."
"Shut UP"
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jensen. You're just a healthy red-blooded Texan male. Looking at porn in the privacy of his own trailer. I'm proud of you, man. Seriously. PROUD. "
"..."
(pause)
"Let me see?"
"No."
"So it IS porn."
"No. Just.... no."
"Oh c'mon, man... pleeeaseeeeee?"
"Jesus, Jared. No. No means no."
"Oh C'MON. It's not like I'm pestering you for sexual favours, I just want to check out the hot T&A on your laptop."
(coughing)
(sound of Jensen getting hammered on the back)
(sound of this degenerating into wrestling)
"Jared. Jared, let me go. You giant freak. Let me up. Don't touch that laptop. Seriously ... don't you dare..."
(Long uncomfortable pause).
"Oh."
"I said no. This is totally your own fault."
"No, really. It's cool. You've got my ass as your desktop wallpaper. That's..."
"Yeah, well. I'm just thankful it's not smell-o-vision."
(pause)
"Look, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Jared, I'm..."
"You're hot for my ass."
"Hot for... no way, dude, I was just dicking around."
"You were dicking around with my ass."
"NO. That's not what I meant. I was... playing around."
"With my ass."
"With my desktop settings. With PICTURES."
"With pictures of my ass."
Silence.
"Jen? You could if you wanted."
"Could WHAT?"
"Dick around. With my ass."
"What the....oh."
"Yeah, oh."
(sound of smooching)
(more smooching)
(sound of happily ever after)
END.
Re: in the spirit of conversations that never happened
Date: 2008-01-22 09:46 pm (UTC)That is a TRU STORY!