{Soda's P.O.V}
Okay so I finally got like a two hour streak without any sauce on my titties but Two-Bitch ruined it :I
{Scene of the Crime}
•Soda is sitting at the table eating a hotdog with mustard, relish, and ketchup.
•Two-Bit walks into the room and sits across the table from Soda.
"Hey Soda, y'know how whenever you hug an object you stick it down your shirt so said object feels warm?" -Two-Bit
"Yeah, why?" -Soda
"Why do you do that?" -Two
"Because then it makes the object feel safe. Even though it doesn't have feelings. It just makes me feel good inside that if it DID have feelings, I would be making it happy." -Soda
•Soda being creepily and oddly precious
"Let me demonstrate with this here hotdog." -Soda
•He stick the hotdog down his shirt and hugs it then screams
"YOU GOT RELISH MUSTARD AND KETHCUP ON MY TITTIES YOU BITCH!!!!" -Soda
•Two-Bit dies laughing and falls over
{Soda's P.O.V}
I was sitting there with NOTHING on my titties just trying to enjoy my hotdog when I ended up with THREE sauces on my titties because of that bitchass hoe kEiTh
{Two-Bit's P.O.V}
*WHEEZING*
{Dally's P.O.V}
I was in the bathroom just trying to wax my beautiful ass because apparently women like smooth butts when these two hobos went at it fighting and wrestling in the kitchen because Soda can't manage to keep his titties away from compliments
*Pony in background* Its condiments, Dally.
*Dally, mad* STFU YOU LITTLE HOE
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