I Smell Humor |ONGOING
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Last published Tue, Jan 16, 2018
"Hey".
Sluuurp.
Silence.
I hoped he took the hint and left.
"So you're the one who caught the other drumstick".
Well, no such luck.
Slurp.
Sluuuurrp.
Silence.
"You can't communicate?"
Silence.
"Pft. I'm Zayyad, self proclaimed fuckboy and somebody you'd regret saying no to".
This guy's mental department needed serious maintenance. Who introduced themselves as a 'self proclaimed fuckboy'? I thought it was a title people gave others and just who did he think he was?
"Now give me the second drumstick".
I caught a glimpse of one of Tristan's drumstick in his hand. This was the guy that had the second stick?
Now this was a joke of epic proportions.
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