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[ntrlbrnkiller]

Alright, Elle. I'll give you a cup of fuckin' sugar, you give me one, we try not to punch each other in the face. Deal?

What? No. I don't wanna say anything about this.

My dad was a fucking nothing and a nobody who thought he was real tough shit when he came home and beat up on a five year old. Look at me, guys, I can knock my son out, the old fucker

Comments

1/may take a while

[venomouselle]

Tit for tat.

2/maybe not

[venomouselle]

Just a cup. And seeing your face.

3/and goin

[venomouselle]

You know, I was lucky if I got to see my daddy. He'd be in the other room or someplace else. And I'd be lucky if I didn't get to see my mother. She'd be standing there like a fucking Barbie doll.

Just as well I don't see them anymore...

4/end is near

[venomouselle]

Shit.

[playstheblues]

My mother teased men and never slept with anyone.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Well now, she had to've slept with at least one other person...

[playstheblues]

No she didn't.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

...are you adopted or something?

[kingofatlantis]

Well, shit.

Need a drink?

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

[kingofatlantis]

Do you actually have anything, or do I need to bring it all over?

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Bring it over, cheapass.

[shit_stings]

Fuck, man.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Most people'd say "well that explains how you turned out". But I think that's giving the old fuck too much credit.

[shit_stings]

Probably. Plus, for a homicidal little fuck, you got more class than that.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Elle says I got more class than you. But she probably just couldn't decide who she felt like insulting that day.

[bitingnightmare]

Wait. Let me get my camera.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

What d'you need it for this time?

[bitingnightmare]

Sugar brawl.

[venomouselle]

Don't you have a hobby?