“Drink faster then. I’m just going to keep asking. What’s her bra size? Where does she live? Is she employed? What’s her full name. Is she kinky? Were you nervous? Were you drunk? Was Barry there for moral support? Did she give you drugs? Is your penis all smiley now? Does she know that you’re her boyfriend or are you keeping that a secret? Did she poke your belly because you look like the pillsbury dough boy? Did you meet her on FarmersOnly.com? Or BlackPeopleMeet.com? Or Tinder? Did she tie you up upside down? Did you do it in one of those scary sex swings?” She asked her questions extremely fast and poked his shoulder over and over so that he’d get drunk quicker.
Cisco simply raised an eyebrow at his sister, ignoring her questions. “How was your day, sis? Meet anybody new? Terrorize anybody?”
Cisco backup 