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A perfect evening.
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On the floor of Hisao's room, two lowly figures sat on the carpet, surrounded by pornographic magazines. A box of tissues and a pump bottle of lotion sat between them.
“Ain't this the life, Hiaso?” Kenji bragged, stroking himself while putting the magazine down and turning to Hisao.
“Dude!” Hisao's beating off suddenly halted, “Don't look at me while I'm jacking off! I know you can't see shit but...”
“Oh, sorry,” Kenji apologized, burying his face inside a magazine. “So I was saying. Just a couple dudes, some junk food, and their porn. Can life get any better than this?”
“I dunno,” Hisao shrugged, “What do you think the girls are doing right now?”
“On a crappy day like this?” Kenji scoffed. “Probably knitting or some stupid girly shit like that!”
“Hah,” Hisao grunted in agreement, “You're right, life is GOOD.”
Calamansi fruits.... sort of like little lemons.
And then I kept reading, and found much to rejoice about 
