Sunday, 7th August 2016
"Hey bestie!"
"I'm not your friend."
"Ohhh touchy."
"Shut up."
"Someone's on their man period."
"What the fu-"
"No swearing!"
"I was going to say...fudge? Yeah, fudge...everyone likes fudge..."
"I don't."
"What is wrong wi-"
"FUUUUUUUCK! THAT SHIT HURT! BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING HELL!"
"Uh...are you okay?"
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT! HOW DARE YOU STUB MY TOE! STUPID DUMB CHAIR!"
"And you tell me to stop swearing..."
"HIYA! TAKE THAT CHAIR! HIYA, HIYA, HIY- OW!!!!!"
"Are you.....are you hitting your own chair?"
"Yeah and now my fists and toe hurts."
"I wonder why...."
"You're mean, that seriously hurt."
"*Chuckles*"
"This is not funny."
"*Laughing*"
"I hope you step on Lego."
"Haha thank-you."
"Huh?"
"I mean thank-you for making me laugh. It's been a while."
Call Ended 3:56pm
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Reasons to Live
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