• Chef
Harry:
— Wrong... wrong... wrong... wrong again, how tf are you messing up so much? Its literally asking you for a cup of water. A CUP, so why the hell are you using shot glasses !
Me:
— Excuse me sir, but the instructions didn't specify whether it had to be a small glass, a medium glass, a shot glass, or a big o'l bitch glass. So please go on and fuck off, I don't want to deal with you right now.
Harry:
— what's got your jock strap in a twist? Daddy not fucking you as hard as you wanted him to? I don't know about you, but my 14 inch cock will be heavenly as it buries deep into your vagina, marinating in your sweetness as I can imagine the delicate-
2nd person aka Dylan:
— You he's only doing this to make you lose right? He doesn't give two shits, I on the other hand will be delighted to fuck you sideways on an apple. You're welcome
Harry:
— Oh fuck off Applebee's! This strawberry pie is mine! I claimed her, she's on my show, she's a contestant, and she's the shittiest cook in the whole fucking world but I want her ass. So listen here and listen close... fuck off
Me:
— fuck I burnt the taco shell
Harry:
— what the fuck! Why the hell are you making tacos, the instructions clearly state that you have to make a blue fucking berry pie, served on a cake shaped as a bush. Why the bloody hell do you have tacos? God she's fucking gorgeous
Dylan:
— if she's such a shitty cook, then
Why don't you just kick her out?
Me:
— yeah why don't you kick me out? All you do all day is talk shit about my cooking when I am actually trying.
Dylan:
— WAIt you're trying?
Me:
— hahHhAhahHhaha Yes I am, yes i fucking am Dylan shitzwalker. Yes I fucking am. As I said before, please leave me alone. I'm trying to do whatever the hell this hot dude said not too long ago
Dylan:
— yeah she means me, I asked her to take my five dollar foot long in her throat of wonders
Harry:
— I am going to kill you and when I do you're going to wish your mom took an abortion because the whole world fucking knows that your mother Lucy doesn't give two donkey nuts about your ass! This short, whiny, annoying, talentless-
Me:
— HEY!
Harry:
— I'm sorry baby, almost done
Despicable, childish, little piece of shit that is a shit cook Filipina, is mine. All mine, okay?
Me:
— Damn I'm quaking
Dylan:
— yes chef
