So my friend told me this joke, and it inspired me to make this fic based on it. It's really pointless and WIP but c'mon!

Passwords

Wedy was a professional thief. Aiber was a con-man. It made sense for them to create a very unguessable password for their computer, right? But it didn't mean that they had to spend such a long time deciding. "What about fruitcake?" Wedy asked.

"Nah, that's just obviously obvious." Aiber replied in a smarter-than-you voice, making Wedy roll her eyes in annoyance. "And somehow that makes sense..." she mumbled to herself, and Aiber snickered at that, knowing he won.

"How about mydick?" the con-man asked, thinking it was rather clever. "What? Why?"

"Cause anybody who types that in will feel dirty, so they won't try it!" Aiber laughs. Wedy raised her eyebrows delicately, rearranging her sunglasses on her nose and a slow but sly smile spread across her face. It looked absolutely evil.

"Sure, hon." she giggle in a sugary sweet voice.

"Kay."

Aiber typed in the password, and blinked when the mac said "Error. Too short."

And at this, Wedy burst out laughing, rolling on the floor at the innuendo she knew would pop up. Aiber turned pink, also realizing the joke.

And the lesson is that, women are evil, and macs are dirty.

Effin' stupid, yeah? I can't believe I wrote this.