Richie: Today fucking sucks.
Stan: I need a drink.
Richie: Im a joint
Stan: JWAT????
Stan: YOU'RE A JOINT???
Richie: I NEED A JOINT*****
Stan: NO.
Stan: YOU'RE THE JOINT.
Richie: STOP MAKING FUN OF ME.
Stan: RICHIE THE JOINT.
Stan: RICHIETHEJOINTRICHIETHEJOINTRICHIETHEJOINTRICHIETHEJOINTRICHIETHEJOINTRICHIETHEJOINT.
Richie: STAN PLEASE.
Richie: IT WAS ONE MISTAKE.
Stan: What flavor joint would you be?
Stan: Blueberry Pineapple?
Stan: Watermelon kiwi?
Stan: Red Wine?
Richie: Idk.
Richie: But no matter what flavor I am, if you need a joint you're always welcome to use me.
Stan:....What.
Stan: What the fuck does that even mean?
Richie: Idk.
Richie: It was supposed to be flirting but it came out wrong.
Stan: Hmm.
Stan: What I got from that is that I can put you in my mouth anytime?
Stan: Good to know.
Richie: WHAT???
Richie: STAN?????
Stan: :)
RICHIE: STAN GET BACK HERE WHAT THE FUCK.
