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"Nnhey Chris Cocker, did you know that hippo milk is pink?" Wesker taunted as the plane was moving violently forward.
"Uhh," The brunette male stumped. "Well, did you know that giraffes clean their ears with their eighteen inch tongue?" A smirk flew across the room.
"Fact: there is more saliva, bacteria, and fecal matter on a shopping cart than in a public bathroom!" A scoff from the blonde collided with the smirk.
"Most lipstick's contain fishscales!"
"Cat's urine glow under a black light!"
"Everyone's tongue has a different print!"
"Of course I know that, Chris. I was feeling your's with mine just an hour ago. Anyway, a bull can insiminate up to 300 cows with a single ejaculation!"
"Wesker! We're not supposed to be mentioning that in front of Sheva!"
"What? The making out or the bull sperm?"
"The bull sperm, duh." Chris huffed. "Now, where were we?"
"I believe it was your turn." Wesker cocked his head. "Wait, brb gotta take another shot. I have some steroids, wanna join me?"
"Hell yeah! Wait," Chris checked his pocket. "Oh, wait yeah! I have the 'brutal anal saturation' condoms! We're good!"
The two then went into the COCKpit and did the sex.
Also, Sheva jumped out of the plane without a parachute at the beginning of the fight. So no harm done.
Sorry Sheva.
"Fuck you."