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Yoohoooooo, munny! It's been a while, innit? Too long.

Look, I know ya been busy ignorin' me 'n stuff playin' with various nerds an' losers alike, but c'mon. No more lame excuses! Ya can't forget yer first love, can ya? [except this isn't the case at all] I knew ya'd come crawlin' back eventually— cuz that's me, right...?!

Now go brush up on some history, reread some ancient as fuck threads, canon review etc, whatever it takes not to make a goddamn embarrassment outta yerself. [late for that] We've been through this, we can get through this again, no prob'...!

So, chop chop! Time's a-wastin'!

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[warofstraydog]

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Ya know what? I'm gonna go piss on yer house.

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Gross!! See, this is why ya got such a terrible rep, yer always pissin' 'n shittin' on rugs 'n stuff!

[warofstraydog]

S'cause ya don't let yer territories use the toilet when they gotta go. But now I'm gonna piss on yer house cause ya pissed me off.

[scimitar]

That's one fucked up way 'a lookin' at it, lemme tell ya.

I'll be ready for ya, anti-piss defense in place 'n all.

[warofstraydog]

Well yer defenses are piss poor 'cause 'm already here. Maybe while 'm here I'll take a dump on yer doorstep too.

[scimitar]

STOP!! That's only vaguely acceptable if yer wasted! An' yer not [?!], so I'm reportin' ya!!

Or punchin' ya, yer pick.

[warofstraydog]

Who says I didn't have a couple 'a drinks?? Ya want some rakia?? Too bad ya can't have any cause I drank it all!! ALL OF IT.

[scimitar]

[AND THEY CALL HIM A DRUNK...] Oi, go sleep it off or somethin'! Maybe I won't punish ya so much in the mornin'.

[warofstraydog]

[Well... he had to learn his alcholism from someone.] Can't. Gotta finish this bottle cause no one else is gonna finish it, ya know?

[may or may not be his fifth bottle. oops.]

[scimitar]

If ya die 'a alcohol poisonin', yer house is mine.

[warofstraydog]

Ain't gonna die a pisonin'.

Also, yer gonna need a mop.

[scimitar]

Ehhh, fuck off. Yer a grown boy, learn to do yer own crap!

[warofstraydog]

Nah you fuck off.

I need a drinkin partner and yer the one least pissin me off right now.

[scimitar]

Ya wanna get drinks sometime? Kinda a lil' late for that invite, don'cha think?

[warofstraydog]

Tomorrow then.

[scimitar]

Okay!♫ I'll let this slide for today, right.

An' I ain't takin' ya home, either!

[warofstraydog]

S'okay, I'm gonna sleep in yer bed~!

1/3

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What.

[warofstraydog]

'm gonna sleep in yer bed. Already there actually.

Good ta know ya still have shit taste in the decor.

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Outttt, outtttt! Ya need parental supervision while there, and yer gonna get fleas in it!

[warofstraydog]

Ain't gonna get fleas ya dumbfuck!

Ya already said I'm a grown boy, so I don't need no parental supervision.

I. I am a man.

[scimitar]

Iunno, ya sound a lil' unsure there.

[warofstraydog]

Whateva. Point is, I'm sleeping here.