want your psycho;

[dealwith_them]

Pay more attention to the vertical stick, doll. Just sayin'.



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Comments

[population_ctrl]

No, you're just needy.

[dealwith_them]

Whatever.

[population_ctrl]

Wuss.

[dealwith_them]

[Fine, bro. He'll drop the subject all for you.]

We should join the AA. "Hi, my name's Pilate, I'm a sex addict and haven't gotten laid in a week. My life sucks, please help me."

[population_ctrl]

[... pause. LOL.]

If you're that desperate, just ask her over.

[dealwith_them]

And get my cock bitten off?

[population_ctrl]

Not if she knows her place.

[dealwith_them]

STFU, you whiner. That she doesn't makes it all the better.

[population_ctrl]

So you say.

[dealwith_them]

Maybe I'll take prinsesje instead.

[population_ctrl]

She's exactly your type.

[dealwith_them]

Like I have one.

[population_ctrl]

My point, bro.

[dealwith_them]

Want me to bow to the master?

[population_ctrl]

[Grimace.]

Not really.

[dealwith_them]

Guess I've done enough of that in my time.

[population_ctrl]

I don't want to know!

[dealwith_them]

[Leer. Leeeeeer. Before he sucks his finger into his mouth, running the fingertip over the inside of his cheek and finally pulling his finger out with a popping, wet sound.]

[population_ctrl]

[... oh my God, you disgusting freak of nature what the ever-loving fuck --]

[dealwith_them]

Good thing those times are over, huh? Now it's my turn to get popped.

[population_ctrl]

Stop talking.

[dealwith_them]

[Fine. He walks up to JL, shoulders past him to sit down on the nearest chair. Finds his fags - the ones you can smoke - and lights one.]

[population_ctrl]

[Sits down on the other chair, holds out a hand. Share with the class, you know how it goes.]

[dealwith_them]

[Picks out a smoke. Holds it out to JL.]

You're gonna die of lung cancer.

[population_ctrl]

Promises, promises.

[Takes it, waits for him to light it.]