Tristan grew livid with anger no way was he gonna end up in diapers. While Joey was admiring the cards he had just acquired Tristan made his move. Joey distracted from the cards failed to notice Tristan's punch. "Aw man that's smarts." Joey says rubbing his jaw. "What you do that for you big jerk?" Joey questions, as he prepares to hit Tristan back. "That was for hitting me jerk." Tristan replies. The boys begin fighting. Joey appeared to have the upper hand. He had Tristan in a headlock. But to Joey's surprise Tristan got out of it. With one quick motion Tristan one the fight. "Uncle man uncle." Joey yelled franticly, as Tristan had his arm in a bind. "I'll let you go if and only if you agree to wear the diapers you were gonna have me wear. Know this Joey while you played your card game, I was training to. I bulked up. I'm stronger than you are. So what do you say?" Tristan says twisting Joey's arm causing him to wince in pain. "Alright man deal, just let me go, I'll wear the dang diapers, just let go!" Joey yells.
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