Pyrocynical: hey man... how's it going?
Leafy: you sound like my dad :/
Pyrocynical: i am ur dad, faggot.
Leafy: omg... Papa! You're actually alive from being shot by a fucking crocodile aka, RiceGum... 0.0
Pyrocynical: wtf... the government are probably confused to the topic were talking about
Leafy: eh... It's fine...
Leafy: I'm tired
Pyrocynical: go to sleep
Leafy: -3- Well, boo you, hoe... Sleep is for the weak..
Leafy: jk... I have videos to make.
Pyrocynical: no shit, so do I... But I get enough sleep to do that
Leafy: I think I'm turning into a zombie... I... NEED.... MOOOOREE.... COFFEE...
Pyrocynical: wtf mate...
Leafy: fuck me...
Pyrocynical: okay.
Leafy: no... -3- I mean as in I myself hate myself...
Pyrocynical: im not even gonna question that sentence
Leafy: well then don't
