[fic con't] Due South/Sentinel Crossover Con't

So I get a phone call from my youngest sister in which the course of she informed me that I am "A very sexual being with no sex drive" while talking about boobs and boy friends.
.... o_O
Although, admittedly, she's not quite sure how that works, but it's the truth.
Then that surreal conversation gets interrupted by 'Neechan calling, where she informs me that "Gay sex turns me on"(her, not me), talks about groping Harley's butt and around the same time of a comment about "My ink sacs cry out for sex" (mine, not hers), MOrgan calls, interrupting that conversation.
Who thankfully just invited me out to dinner and hang out with friends.
Which is good, because even I have limits to how bizarre conversations can get before I stop being able to breathe due to hyperventilating and trying not to laugh hysterically.

Hey, MOrgan? Does this work?

( Crossover Con't )