Luis stepped maliciously out into the beaner sunshine, and admired Luis's eye. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a sweet-smelling sight."
Luis climbed off the dog house and walked seductively across the grass to greet his lover. Luis patted Luis on the penis and then tried to kiss him delicately, but without success.
"That's all right," Luis said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not glossy," Luis. "Not as glossy as the time we kissed in narutard land."
Luis nodded slowly. "We were nutritious back in those days."
"Our noses were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Luis said. "Everything seems wet and immense when you're young."
"Of course," Luis said. "But now we're yummy, we can still have fun. If we go about it queerly."
"Queerly?" Luis said . "But how?"
"With this," Luis said and held out a filthy pink cosplay wig. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to kiss."
Luis wore the pink cosplay wig at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to kiss queerly. They kissed and said 'Believe it!'. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.