Mission Three

[with_liiiiiight]

Dear Template,

Most people here don't like you much. Seriously, I feel you on that. Most people don't seem to like me here much, either---I mean, holy shit so many hot chicks around and I still haven't gotten laid since I got here? What is that.

But you know what? I like you. This thing with the insta-tits? Awesome. Stylish. If this was a

Comments

[sevenxsorrows]

What?

[with_liiiiiight]

Just sayin'. This place is pretty sweet.

[sevenxsorrows]

What is wrong with you.

[with_liiiiiight]

Lots, apparently. What part of it do you have problems with?

[sevenxsorrows]

I don't know, how about your open perverse letter for...

[Lawl Mary can't even SAY the word]

[with_liiiiiight]

Hey, a bunch of lame guys turning into hot chicks overnight? AWESOME.

[sevenxsorrows]

That is NOT awesome, that's horrible. Think about how awkward that is for them.

[with_liiiiiight]

It is TOO awesome! Have you seen Vergilina and RapunZELL? Goddamn, they turned hot.

[sevenxsorrows]

... I don't look at other girls that way, you freak.

And Vergil is your brother.

[with_liiiiiight]

You might wanna try. It'd be good for you.

And? I can still say he's hot. He and I are twins, after all, so I'm just complimenting myself.

[sevenxsorrows]

No.

Exactly, isn't that a form of narcissism to the extreme? Jesus Christ.

[with_liiiiiight]

Hell if I care.

[sevenxsorrows]

You wonder why girls won't touch you? There you go.

And sad to say you didn't seem that half bad up until now. Euch.