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    Can You Handle It??? L-Word vs QAF CH 5

    The ref flipped the coin high into the air. It bounced a few times on the field before finally landing heads side up.

    Okay. Ted, youre up first! Good luck.

    Ted timidly stepped forward to be blind folded by the referee. He gave one last desperate look at his friends and teammates for help, but it was of no use. In seconds the world went black as the blindfold was placed over his eyes and secured. Ted was guided over to the vat of white liquid and his hands were placed on the edge of the container so that he could bet his bearings of the area. Teds heart began thumping loudly as the nervousness that he felt when he heard his name called came back with a vengeance. Widening his stance to get a good base, Ted gripped the edge of the container and strained to hear the referees countdown over his heart beat.

    Are you ready Ted?

    Ted nodded.

    Okay. In 321GO!

    At the sound of go, the one-minute clock began to count down and Ted dunked his head straight into the vat of white liquid. Milk was everywhere as he dunked down to the bottom of the container trying to find a piece of plastic to pull out. Just then he felt itsomething hit his lips and he grabbed it between his teeth. Pulling his head out, we still needed to decide which trough to spit the item in to. It was a 50/50 shot that he would pick correctly so he just turned and spat before dunking his head right back into the milk. He continued on in this manner until the minute was upDunk, Find, SpitDunk, Find, Spit.

    Ted was on a roll, he was dunking and spitting like a mad man, when he heard the crowd begin to count the time down.

    3.2.1
    Times up Ted. Good job! Here lets get you out of that blind fold and cleaned up.
    Did I win? Did I win?
    Why dont we see what you scored right now.

    With all eyes trained on the field, Teds troughs were emptied one by one and his score tallied up. In the right trough he had 2 dicks and 2 twats for a total score of zero. In the left trough he had 3 twats and 5 dicks of a total score of -7. Not bad considering that he was blind folded. Ted wiped off his face and headed over to his team.

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