"BLOW HARDER!" Puck shouted at Finn. "Come on man! You gotta blow harder!"
"Ah, I can't. I really don't think I can!" Finn groaned.
Puck slapped him. "Dude! Don't be such a sissy!"
Finn sighed and gave it another attempt. He tried to blow harder than the last time, but sweat was starting to form on his eyebrow. After a few more blows, the sweat dripped off his forehead and onto Rachel's bed. The wet spots were very visible on her pale pink sheets. "Fuck," Finn moaned.
Puck grew more frustrated. "Finn, be a man and blow harder!" he demanded. He locked his eyes on Finn, as if his stare could energize him.
Finn gasped for air and took a deep breath. He tried to blow again, but he started to whimper. "I can't. I'm exhausted!" he complained.
Puck gripped Finn's shoulders. "Bro, you can do it. Give it one more try. This time, I want you to blow like there's no tomorrow."
"Okay, man. I'll try not to let you down," Finn said. He opened his mouth wide and clamped it down again. He blew with all his strength, until his face turned as red as a cherry.
Puck was finally satisfied. "Yeah! That's it! You got this!"
Finn collapsed onto the bed. "I did it!" he declared triumphantly.
Meanwhile, Kurt and Rachel were standing outside of the bedroom. "Agh! Ahh! Ohh!" Kurt could hear some disturbing noises. "Blow harder man!"
He widened his eyes and looked at Rachel. "What's going on in there? Are Finn and Puck having sex?"
Rachel's jaw dropped. "Kurt!" She shoved him. "That's insane, Kurt! Why would you say that?"
"Well, Finn is groaning his ass off and Puck is telling him to blow harder on his dick!" Kurt snapped.
Rachel giggled. "Kurt, that's ridiculous. They're blowing up balloons for my second house party extravaganza!"