private messages: brain, rog
brain: rog? why'd you leave?
brain: rog?
brain: roger taylor, ducking answer me already!
brain: you drunk?
rog: no
rog: no, i'm not.
brain: ok i'm confused
rog: i'm sober and i wasn't even actually drunk
brain: what the ufck
rog: i wasn't actually drunk, i was just pretending
brain: what for?
rog: bc if you're drunk you can get away with saying questionable gay things
rog: and everyone will think it's just the alcohol
rog: it's a way to get things off your chest, but no one questions it bc they think you don't mean it, but you actually do?
rog: if you know what i mean?
brain: no...?
rog: seriously
rog: brimi you're so dumb sometimes
brain: well, excuse you?
rog: sorry but like, i can't make it any more obvious
brain: make what more obvious?
brain: roger?
brain: rog?
brain: suit yourself...
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can y'all guess what rog is talking about?
hehe
ok bye
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