Golf ball and tennis ball get a divorce 2

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by Cringesh1t

by Cringesh1t

Golf ball: *cries* i just cant do this anymore. I just cant be with this fucker that treats me like a piece of shit. Every single day i come home and he makes me feel like fucking shit.

8 ball: just sign the fucking papers i dont care

Golf ball: IM HAVING EMOTIONAL MOMENT HERE SHUT THE FUCK UP

Tennis ball: just sign the fucking papers so i can go home and eat cereal out of box and watch breaking bad on loop and cry myself to sleep

Golf ball: SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP.

8 ball: ma'am i think your being a bit of a bitch

Golf ball: fuck you. FUCK BOTH OF YOU

Nine: *does a sick backflip into the room* wassup my dudes

Tennis ball: what. THE FUCK. Are they doing here?

Golf ball: hey sexy~

Nine: *skater noise* *starts making out with golf ball*

Tennis ball: my life is shit

*2 hours later*

Tennis ball: ENJOY YOUR FIVE LONG NIGHTS KICK BACK A GRAB A SLICE IF YOU GET HURT ON THE JOB WE CANNOT COVER YOUR LOSS JUST MAKE IT TO SIX AND YOULL BE FINE

Golf ball: SHUT THE HELL UP IM FUCKING SCROLLING THROUGH INSTAGRAM

Tennis ball: wait what the fuck are you doing in my house

Golf ball: YOU HAVEN'T EVEN FUCKING MOVED OUT

Tennis ball: oh yeah haha