I'm drunk, wanna play?

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

I'm feeling hateful and verbose, but I'm too broke to go out. Hit me.

[CrouchingStonerHiddenBong]

What...no foreplay?

Fuck this.

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

. . .

[CrouchingStonerHiddenBong]

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

So I take it we're both ready, or do I really have to call you fat and old first?

[CrouchingStonerHiddenBong]

Fuck it, I'm done - can't you just wax my eyebrow off and punch me in the head or something so we can cuddle already?

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

Yeah, so you can fall asleep and I'm left having to glue my cock to my bloated gut by myself. How about no?

[Rainbow Bright]

I'm feeling hateful and verbose, but I'm too broke to go out. Hit me.

Can we spoon afterwards? And can I get that rather delightful coat out of the deal?

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

Only if you sing Wig In A Box in all of your pre-op glory.

[Rainbow Bright]

Only if you sing Wig In A Box in all of your pre-op glory.

"I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
of stage and screen
and I ain't never
I'm never turning back"

[CrouchingStonerHiddenBong]

How about no?

Good, because I never wanted to call you names in the first place.

I think you're sweet.

[SebastianLeeDanzig]

It's all good. I was actually looking for serious competition anyway. All I've got so far is some disgusting shemale hitting on me, and then Rainbow Bright posting lyrics from some broadway show.