Sex Fixes Everything

"Dude, sex," Michelangelo said, wide eyed. "Sex fixes everything."
Donatello squirmed. "No, it doesn't. Sex... making love distracts you from the real problem."
"The problem totally goes away when you have sex," Michelangelo stated.
Donatello shrugged. "Sometimes, maybe. But some problems have to be talked out."
"I know no such," Michelangelo's chest puffed up.
"How are you going to solve this argument then?" Donatello cocked his head.
Instead of answering, Michelangelo bent over and licked Donatello's crotch.

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