So, I went to this Texas Hold'em Poker party Saturday night. $10 buy-in, blinds increase every hour, etc, etc. Standard tournament rules and what not. I had played with a few of the people a time or two before, including the brothers Derrick & Dustin Bologna (pronounced with a long 'a', not like the lunch meat). I ended up at the same table as the two little card sharks, and Dustin doesn't want to sit next to his brother and asks if I will trade places with him. I agree, on the condition that he does my beck & call when I need a drink refill.
Why did I so eagerly agree to move seats? Derrick and Dustin are 16 year old twins. **squee
And they are cute little buggers. They're not identical, but both quite the lookers. Dustin has the good boy look going, and Derrick the bad boy. But they are both so sweet and nice. Nice until the cards come out, then they're ruthless. Anyways.....
I felt such the pervert, sitting between the two of them, thinking things I shouldn't be thinking about 16 year olds, and flirting shamelessly none the less. Then the slashy part of my twisted brain took over - and I though about.........twincest. I am so going to hell!!
Oh, and I actually said the following words to the other gals at the table with me, "Look girls - I'm a Bologna sandwich!"