"Wish these were babies' legs."
B covered it. Like I'm not just the least bit curious about how this entire clusterfuck got off the ground.
Didn't really get properly introduced while it was gnawing on my fucking shoulder, so, yeah. The original Beast Of Bailey Downs. You know, before he ended up lubing the pavement.
The non-beast state would be preferred, although I wouldn't hold my breath over that being much of an improvement. My luck, it was probably some fucking inbred date rapist jock or something. I mean, I'd really expect quality conversation. After all, the guy was bright enough to go out and get his fuckheaded ass bit, just like me.
Besides, it's not like we'd need to entertain B. I'm sure that just, like, glaring back and forth between us in all of her non-fuckheaded, non-disease-ridden, fully human superiority would be chuckles a'plenty all by itself.
And, yeah. Christ forbid I freak out or get a little tummy ache in front of the ASSHOLE who's FAULT this is IN THE FUCKING FIRST PLACE.
Didn't really get properly introduced while it was gnawing on my fucking shoulder, so, yeah. The original Beast Of Bailey Downs. You know, before he ended up lubing the pavement.
The non-beast state would be preferred, although I wouldn't hold my breath over that being much of an improvement. My luck, it was probably some fucking inbred date rapist jock or something. I mean, I'd really expect quality conversation. After all, the guy was bright enough to go out and get his fuckheaded ass bit, just like me.
Besides, it's not like we'd need to entertain B. I'm sure that just, like, glaring back and forth between us in all of her non-fuckheaded, non-disease-ridden, fully human superiority would be chuckles a'plenty all by itself.
And, yeah. Christ forbid I freak out or get a little tummy ache in front of the ASSHOLE who's FAULT this is IN THE FUCKING FIRST PLACE.