Peter is next, tossed right out the door like a sack of potatoes. Kirk lands first, but then he lands on Kirk. Makes for a slightly softer landing. Sorry for being kind of positioned on top of you between your supple thighs.

This would be sexy if both their faces weren't smashed in.

"You make a better pillow than punching bag I think." He'll roll off Kirk and push himself up, sitting beside him.

"And c'mon, I didn't even get to have a drink."