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[gonnabite]

[SITTING AROUND BEING A COOL MOTHERFUCKER

eating some motherfucking fries.

that's where his fries were.]

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[gonnabite]

[STARE. Lady, Blondie is pretty sure this is some kind of bass-ackwards afterlife (which is still sorely lacking his brother). He'll eat as many french fries as he wants. Maybe he'll have 16 packs of cigarettes today too, look at all the fucks he's got.]

Somebody told ya that?

[He plans on showing her all the fucks he gives, but first he wants to see what she's driving at--hey HEY. There is nothing wrong with that 1970's wardrobe.]

Don't ask why there's cyanide on the fries there just is

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

[Silence. She can't see what he'll do if she tells him, but if she doesn't he'll probably eat them and die and then she'd feel awful.]

I can smell cyanide on them.

[Here, have a few fucks from her, on the house. And dude, your wardrobe is a sin against fashion. She'd even be willing to take you to get some nice, new, expensive threads that don't offend the eyes.]

works for me!

[gonnabite]

[Honey, he's not interested in wearing women's underwear. WHATEVER WHATEVER I DO WHAT I WANT.

Also, have that confused look again.]

You fuckin' kidding me? [Said not all that offended but at the same time not sure whether to believe her so UHHHHHHHHH.]