(Out for lunch on the hill)
* Shish stares at Allan for a few minutes
<Allan> what's up?
<Shish> don't take this the wrong way, but I REALLY want to lick your nose
<Allan> ................................................ o_O;;;
* 5 awkward, confused minutes pass *
* Allan scratches his nose and looks at his hand, realises that his face has been covered in chocolate mousse for the last half hour
Discussing manliness:
Shish: I got out of the shower this morning, saw myself in the mirror
Shish: I thought, "damn, when did I get such manly muscles?"
Shish: Then I looked closer, and they were my ribs :(