John chuckled a bit. "My friend Mike, he sneaked one out of the biology lab. He was a pretty good friend of mine, I guess. And he used a knife and cut out it's tongue, and... well..." He shuddered. "He just dared me. I was only 9, and back than I wanted to impress the girls t my school." He said, chuckling a little with a blush. It definitely wasn't like that anymore - probably because he wasn't... attracted to... girls anymore? It was strange, he didn't even really no why. He didn't tell anyone because he didn't really care, and actually believed it would just pass. And he most definitely was not going to tell Sherlock - what if he was some kind of homophobe or something? He'd just made this friend, he didn't want to lose him over something so idiotic. "I guess your right, yeah. And it would be nice to be in the same boat, but how do they choose who goes in what boat?" He wondered, looking a bit thoughtful.