what a jerk

[imgoinghome]

Okay, if we're actually gonna do this we've gotta get some ground rules here:

1) I'm not your bitch; if anything, you are my bitch.
2) I'm not going to any of those lame fucking games, so forget it.
3) If I'm gonna live in this hippie hole, I'm gonna need some stuff, and you're gonna get me it. For example, I say cheesy poofs. You get me some fucking cheesy poofs.
4) I choose what memes we go to or whatever, okay.
5) And I'd better talk to some like, awesome people. Cool people. Y'know what--

OY! Are you even-- Goddamnit, I'm talking, bitch!

Comments

[xanthine]

Nrgh-- maybe if you didn't lay so many demands on everyone, th-they'd be more inclined to listen to you!

[imgoinghome]

Tch. Right, Tweek. And maybe if you weren't such a little pussy, you would be able to make necessary demands such as these to make your life less of a failure.

[xanthine]

Agh! [Eye-twitch. The logic there hurts his brain a little.] Oh god, my life isn't a failure! I just have a lot of responsibilities, that's all!

[imgoinghome]

Sure, if those responsibilities involve being a bitchy little pussy. You see, Tweek, unlike you, I have the skillset to actually do something worthwhile with my life.

[xanthine]

Rrgh! Then how come you guys quit school but came back a few weeks later?

[Sadly, he is too much of a pussy to directly point out that absolutely none of their stupid schemes have ever worked, and everyone knows it. Oh well...]

[imgoinghome]

That was just- temporary setbacks, god.

I mean, which one of us here had like, a billion people subscribed to them on YouTube, huh Tweek? Huh?

[...Let's just ignore that it's admittedly in the past tense.]

[aeviternity]

They're not your fucking mom, dude, they're you're mun, they don't have to do anything for you. You gotta wipe your ass on your own too, hahahaha.

[imgoinghome]

Tch. Please, Kenny. Some people can actually afford to get people to do things for them. It's called having charisma. Your mun probably doesn't want to do shit for you because you're a poor piece of crap. Understand?

[aeviternity]

Just like some people can afford having friends too?

[imgoinghome]

Hah! Yeah, wha- whatever. I have friends, Kenny.

[...You guys. :D

Right?]

[aeviternity]

[Sigh.]

Yeah, you do.

[Pity friends. Friends who some how deal with your shit. Or don't.]

So your mun's just putting you on dear-mun? I think I saw you here before last time my mun wanted me in some game called Ruby City.

[imgoinghome]

You must've been sniffing cat again. 'Wasn't me. I've never been here before.

But yeah, duh. I don't care what she says or thinks, I'm not going to any game or any other shitty hellhole.

[jewbilee]

Seriously-- you're- okay. No. I'm not going to get into this.

[aeviternity]

Yeah dude don't- you'd be stuck for hours.

[Get it because he's so fucking fat. Drown in it, dude, drown.]

[jewbilee]

[ No thanks. No desire to drown in anything of Cartman's. ]

Hippie hole? Like, what makes this place a hippie hole... Whatever.

[aeviternity]

[Good call.]

This place, like dear mun? I dunno, this place is some shitty forum right?

[jewbilee]

I guess? I dunno, I don't spend much time here. Just when one of our classmates shows up.

[aeviternity]

Is that when your mun gives a shit? Mine keeps getting me in these games, I'm in my second one so far and it's really shitty. I can't swear right now- ugh, it's totally stupid.

[imgoinghome]

Oh? Really? What's the matter Kahl? Jealous because you can't get your mun to do jack shit, right?

[jewbilee]

I'm not jealous because I don't actually want anything from her!

[imgoinghome]

Oh, sure. So instead you want her to boss you around, huh? And before you know it you're in some "game" talking to weeaboos and hippies.

See, I know how to keep my bitches in line.

[jewbilee]

Please don't turn this into something it isn't. I don't want anyone to boss me around. I just get that she's in charge here and it's best to be agreeable. It's just logical, Cartman.

I totally heard his voice when I read this! XD *thumbs up*

[wants_to_nom_on_you]

[You are loud and obscure. She could not just ignore you.

Cartman, surely you can outsmart her. She looks more athleticly fit than you are, so outrunning her would be difficult.]


Such a rude little boy... [Her smile looks a bit devious when she says this. He's so chubby. Chubby boys are delicious.]

thanks!

[imgoinghome]

Only being honest, brah.

[wants_to_nom_on_you]

Brutally so...

Are you this demanding towards your mother, too? [Or does he even have one? If not, then she’d like to “adopt” him. There’s something not right about her, if he notices it in her eyes.]