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[chefjack]

Jack had gotten a lot of trouble in his time for doing a lot of things. Eventually, he'd come to expect the simplicity of an easy equation.

No matter what you believe about Santa and all that crap your parents give you at Christmas, there's one lesson you really ought to take from it. The fact is, when you're good, good things happen. And when you

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[traveltobelize]

"Your gift?" Belize asked, entering the room with his new scarf on. He hadn't expected this attractive, albeit straight, man to notice his new gift.

"Everyone's getting them, I think. I've noticed quite a few smiles the last few days."

[chefjack]

Jack's already twirling the thing back and forth, checking out the weight and he stares at his reflection in the knife, smiling widely and completely caught up in his own reflection. "Whoever's been thinking of me really knows how to make me wet in all the right places," he agrees.

[traveltobelize]

Belize crinkled his nose and smiled tartly.

"I don't want to get into discussions about anatomy with you, but from first glance, I'd say thats a pretty impossible feat."

[chefjack]

Jack lowers the knife and gives the guy a long look, not even groaning anymore so much as going back to sampling each small part of the mise. "You here for food, adoration, or just want some fashion advice? I'm the wrong guy on the last one because seriously, a t-shirt is a t-shirt and that's all I care. Unless you're a woman and then lingerie is the word of the day."