[It's been more than a week since Jan's had a decent meal, watching all these so endearingly nicknamed "fuck-tards" run around while he used his Unown "!" that he also endearingly named "FuckYeah" for target practice. Since FuckYeah's disappearance, Jan has become more than BORED waiting around for Luke to get his ass to. ... wherever the fuck this is. He has been able to parse together things here or there, but it's not so much that as he's waiting for someone from "home" to show up. He knows this isn't home, and knows that Intebitch isn't here either. Or her ugly little upturned nose would have shown up by now ordering poor shitheads around.]
SO.
I'm fucking bored as a bucket of dicks. BELIEVE Me, that's fuckin' bored. I'm hungry too for that fuckin' matter, no dinner for a week- so anyone out there willin' to come over for just that fuckin' occasion. Get ahold of the one, the onlyyyyyyyy~ Jan motherfuckin' Valentine!
A'ight.
Peace losers.