Dialogue ain’t for Sissies!

Please post some more internet lingo...it shows how cool you are, you stupid fuck.

Did you get a whiff of her crotth, you pathetic geek?

/funeral grin

*asshole smile*

 

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/rotfl/lmao

yes
we did it

 

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/smtp
/yaaa
/o

Too bad your stupid style doesn't cut it with someone like me.
Try it on the mediocre, you retarded simpleton.

Did you get my new phone number yet?
Tell me you are looking for your dad again, you stupid imbecile.

 

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dude
you are begging for attention
i guess i outta be flattered
after all these years......

/smirk

 

Good lord, Malakas, is there no one left around here for that other than him?

 

pardon
you have a ranking?

do share!

 

You should be flattered.
/smirk
*laughs like a maniac*

Oh fuckin, paaaalease, you stupid fuck.

Oh dogie, I was hoping for Romani, but you'll do just fine.

Tell me, if you aren't her alter ego, why do you suddenly appear when she';s around?
Why is that?
Coincidence?

Are you her dog?
That's invert-colons job.
Leave him something for Christ's sake.

 

Pardon?
1. I'm not Gustav.
2. I've been around here on and off when she wasn't at all.
3. We're no longer speaking.

Anything else you need to know?

 

And still you appear when she's, suddenly, around.

All coincidence.

I also need to know;

Was she hot?
Did you do her?
How did her royal snatch smell?
Will she like me?
How, fuckin', old are you? You sounded like a 20 year old.

 

You don't know I'm Fenrys?

Say something interesting. I'm on a voyage of self destruction. You might be able to help.

 

You are?
Wow!

Sorry, I never gave a shit enough to care.

You are an imbecile.
That's pretty interesting.

No answers to my questions, I see.

Tell me about Romani.

 

Don't know anything about him. sorry.

Actually, I do remember talking to you seriously once on here. Under another name.
You were interested to know who I was, but I didn't bother telling you as you already had your preconceptions. I impressed you.
But of course you wouldn't remember that, and don't bother telling me that I'm telling you this because I want you to know or get your attention because I already know that too. I know everything you do, other than how to express it.

Now... say something interesting.

 

i know. your memory, like your reasoning is selective.

Weren't those good times?

You did?
Okay...go on.

Your inadequacies, dear Romani, are self-evident to all but the desperate.

I like it when you trell me what you think I already know or what you think I know I am.

Only if you answer my questions.
My time is not free.

 

I'm not romani either. He got further than I ever did. I think. Don't really know that either.
I've told you what I want from you. You either will or you won't. Have you still got it, or are you merely wind now?

My time, like yours, is not free.
Are you drunk? Something about you is.... less.

 

Wind.

I'm here on a plate waiting to be served up to the proletariat, and you run away.
Did I miss something? Answered all your questions, I think... oh. Except one.
Yes, she would - other than in two things. You being already married, presumably, would make it three, although I do not know how important that is to her.
The other two you haven't earned.

 

What do you want?

I am, actually, and this still makes me twice what you'll ever be.

it's Greek Easter; a time of food and drink.
Time to sleep, now.

You miserable, sad fuck: answer me or die an imbecile.
You are so evasive.

 

I'm separated.
Long story.

You answer nothing up until now.

Bitch, you want to tell me.

 

Just have to know the right bait, really.

Cya fish.