Brooke looked quite lovely and Kickycan kept muttering over and over, "I can't believe I am finally going to get laid."
Brooke looked at him in disbelief. "You think you're going to get laid, Kicky? I only agreed to marry you because I knew Panzade, Ratzenhofer, BiPolarBear, and Joe Nation would be at the wedding and those four gentlemen would take turns violating me in ways I never thought imaginable. They're men, kicky... real men. Men who pleasure women; men who leave women in the throes of shuddering orgasms. But you? Ha! The only way you can pleasure a woman is by leaving the room. Now go to your room, put on that cheese wedge, and sit in the corner with Occom Bill. When I need to use you guys for a footstool, I'll give you a yell."
Kicky clasped his hands to the side of his face and started to cry.
I had to walk away. It really was pitiful....