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[karlsefni]

"Fuck'm I s'sposed to do with th—krrttkkkckkskhkhhhhhhh"

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House 1464	Speed Dial
N/A aaaaaaaaall byyyyyyyyyy myseeeeeeeeeeeelf

Comments

[badbreak]

Because it's fun an' this place is fucking ass boring an' I got some free time on Sundays, the hell else for?

[karlsefni]

The last time you asked me to go with you to do something, the crazy shithead [look, he's learning] tried stabbing me.

Fine.

[badbreak]

Okay first of all that wasn't my fault, I told ya she was crazy, an' I told her that ya like ta stab things.

[karlsefni]

I'm not blaming you. It doesn't matter to me, the next time she messes with me she's dead. My point is, this isn't a task from that shitty landlord, right?

[badbreak]

It sounded like ya were. -- What? No. No way.

[karlsefni]

Good, 'cuz I'm not putting up with shit like that bitch unless I'm getting something out of it.

[badbreak]

Nah, it ain't like that. All you're gonna get outta this is some fuckin' exercise. Maybe ya won't be such a shitty asshole for lettin' off some steam, huh?

[karlsefni]

[snorts]

Like hell it will, but exercise ain't bad.

[badbreak]

Haha, so ya know you're a prick!

[karlsefni]

Yeah. Got a problem with it?

[badbreak]

Nah it's kinda funny.

[karlsefni]

You've got a weird sense of humor.

[badbreak]

Yah I get that some.

[karlsefni]

Whatever, doesn't bother me.

[badbreak]

I'll show ya how ta play next time ya show up.

[karlsefni]

Ahhh, sure.

—how do you talk to the landlord? Other than through writing?

[badbreak]

Why?

[karlsefni]

The hell am I supposed to do this regain shit if I dunno how to write.

[badbreak]

I can write it for ya.

[karlsefni]

. . . . okay.

[badbreak]

I think he's got a voicemail, too, though.

[badbreak]

-- Uhh, like a place ta leave a conversation with yourself ta him.

[badbreak]

How the shit do I explain voicemail.

[karlsefni]

Hell if I know.

Whatever, I'll figure it out.

[badbreak]

You comin' over today?