"He wears boring boy clothes, reads guitar magazines and drinks tea. Not like me, bitch! I'm more exciting than Hans. He should get laid by his hairy Dane racer because he needs it."

Bjorn just admitting that his brother needed to get laid because fuck! Three whole years? Too long! It wouldn't be long though because Hans was getting closer to Ollie each day. The trashy singer could tell by the way his brother smiled more these days. He seemed happier.

"How about I fucking blow you while you drive, babe? Swallow that cock of yours and make you scream behind the wheel."