DARE and god I hope it's something good and embarrassing
27. Eat a cup of salt.
Wilhelm looked down at the cup of salt. and then back up to Jack with a bored look. Without breaking eye contact he picked up a spoon and scooped up the tiny grains of future pain and lifted it towards his mouth. He stopped short, looking at back at the poor, abandoned, lemon. Wait. Why should he go through with it when Jack already pussed out?
“Give me one good reason. I already know I win.”
Jack gives him an exasperated look and throws up his hands.
“Friggin’—- okay!! Y’know what? How ‘bout I get the stupid lemon and you bring your stupid salt and I’ll order us up some Tequila blanco and we’ll make this a real party, huh?“
The last time he drank Tequila hadn’t ended so well, but hell, he’s already embarrassed himself enough with these stupid dares– why stop now?