Naturally, when the 3 of us hang out together, we're happy, giggly, and all sorts of crazy. So I'm eating tacos with a plethora of guacamole on top and I express my concern of getting this slop o' guac on my pants. The conversation reaches new heights with the insertion of the phrase "HULK SORRY!" I mention that before that it would be "HULK COME!" and state that Hulk coming in sex would be much like a ballistic missile......... Hysterics ensue. The end. 😂 lokis-ice-queen slynnk