on his enforced celibacy

[dealwith_them]

Quit whining like a fucking titty baby and get me some pussy. Fuck this shit.

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[population_ctrl]

This post is completely unnecessary.

[dealwith_them]

Yeah? You try making fucking do without the missus for half a fucking year and see what kind of posts you're willing to make.

[population_ctrl]

Just grab another hooker, Marcel. There's no difference anyway.

[dealwith_them]

So. Want me to find you a nice fat one next time she makes you sleep on the fucking couch?

[population_ctrl]

You'd know how to pick them, wouldn't you? Fat bastard.

[dealwith_them]

Don't be a dick, shitwit.

[population_ctrl]

Mireille isn't fat.

[dealwith_them]

Fine, whatever. Get me hooker, then.

[population_ctrl]

From Brazil?

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[dealwith_them]

[dealwith_them]

Shut the fuck up, you fucking piece of shit. Or I'm going to cut out your intestines and feed them to Bubbles.

[population_ctrl]

Scary. How many hookers do you want?

[dealwith_them]

Six.

[population_ctrl]

You utter pig.

[dealwith_them]

A man's got needs, okay? I haven't gotten laid in two days. I'm fucking dying over here.

[population_ctrl]

Because you're an addict.

[dealwith_them]

Yeah, call it whatever the fuck you want. I need pussy and I need it soon.

[population_ctrl]

Patience, patience. Don't you have work to do?

[dealwith_them]

Charles is on the case in Italy. Gerard's doing some check-ups in Amsterdam. The boss can take a day off for fucking.

[population_ctrl]

So you're just lazing about. What the hell do I pay you for?

[dealwith_them]

To keep your sorry butt safe from bullets and murderous dickheads, little bro. Right?

[He's reaching up to "affectionately" ruffle your hair, JL.]

[population_ctrl]

[Scooooowl. Ducking out of the way as much as possible here. It probably doesn't help him much.]

Stop that, you're messing it up.

[dealwith_them]

Come on, you fucking faggot.

[And he's throwing himself at you with all his weight, JL, one hand in your hair, messing it up royally.]

[population_ctrl]

[What the fuck. Well no, it's unsurprising because it's Marcel and Marcel doesn't grow up, ever. Still - he stumbles backwards and tries to push Marcel's hands out of his face. He's in a decent mood today so he won't kick you in the balls, bro. Be grateful.]

Get the hell away from me, you freak!

[dealwith_them]

[And Marcel's also in a decent mood today, so he won't pursue the chance of ruining your perfect hair day, bro. Feel lucky.]

Pay me extra and I'll help you fucking style it.

[population_ctrl]

[Sorry, he's busy fixing his hair. That you've ruined.]

Well, what is it they say about male hairdressers...

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[dealwith_them]

[dealwith_them]

Don't go there, bro. Just a friendly warning.

[population_ctrl]

[Have a chuckle.]

You realise I don't give a fuck about your warnings, don't you?

[dealwith_them]

You should. Last time you didn't, I broke your nose and gave you a fucking concussion.

[population_ctrl]

And you were pissing blood for how long? Come now.

[dealwith_them]

Fucking great, I'd almost forgotten about that.

[population_ctrl]

If you destroy my hair again, I'll gladly help you remember.

[dealwith_them]

For a midget, you are pretty fucking fast, JL.

[population_ctrl]

Right. I'm the brains here, give me a break.

[dealwith_them]

But worth fucking nothing without some muscle to throw around.

[population_ctrl]

I don't disagree. Feeling important now?

[dealwith_them]

Hey, I wouldn't be your big bro if I didn't.

[population_ctrl]

I know.