Thursday, August 14, 2014
-Good we have funerals. So,
saying goodbye to somebody you haven’t seen in years.
-Not so! I ran into the corpse last year when the
Steelers came in.
-Don’t mention that game. I’m still sick!
-Don’t take it too far, or you’ll be lying there soon
with New York Giant decals on the coffin.
-You discovered my last wish!
-Rest in relative peace!
-But how about you? Still the Rebel Without a Cause?
-I won’t be the stuffed dummy in the box! That’s
for sure!
-Yeah, yeah? Conform in some fuckin something,
will you? You’re a total faggot bore!
-It’s stupid!
-Life is fuckin stupid. Grow up!
-I refuse.
-Refuse! Confuse! Defuse! Shut up!
-Our friendship never changes.
-Huh! I got real friends!
-You’re just trying to hurt.
-What’s this? Chickflick?
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