Hello? Hello?
Hello?
Who's this!?
Who's THIS!?
I'm asking the questions. I called YOU.
No. I called YOU. And you sound like the UGLIEST son of a bitch I EVER heard.
You sound like the Physical Manifestation of some Losers' inner Demons.
Well, you sound like some total chodes' inability to confront the reality of his past actions.
If I ever get YOUR stinky mug in my Line of Sight, I swear to Chekhov I'll cock your clock off!
Well I'M going to be the biggеr man and hang up firs-
Damn it!
Listen, wе don't cotton to freaks 'round these parts. Scram, weirdo!
Oh, yeah? I don't polycotton to Coping Tropes, even my own, so why don't you split?
Looks like I already did. You're the sad figment of my twisted psyche's tragic dividend. You're the UN-Me, I'm the REAL me, you Wanna-Be! Me!
Kiddo. I was the real me when you were still in my shortpants!
Hate to break it to ya, but I wore them first. ME bequeathed THEE, the psychopathological hand-you-downs.
So YOU'RE the one who stained them!
Whoever found it, browned it!
You'd like me to be you, wouldn't me? But it's too late; You Snoze, You Loze.
You sleeped. You weeped.
You naple, you get slaple.
You slumber, a cucumber!
You catch up on some zeds, you get out of my heads!
You slumber, ham-BURGER I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT NOTHIN' ELSE!
Listen. This Psyche is not big enough for two metaphysical seekers.
You couldn't SEEK your way out of a cardboard bag!
YEAH. I KNOW. CUZ IT WOULD BE AN EGG!
OOOH!
(This guy might be better than me.)
You're right. I AM better than me.
Look, buddy. Know when you're defeated. Accept your defecation!
No thanks. I'm full. Because I eat pussies like YOU for breakfast.
Look at you. You look so superficial, you probably judge things by their physical appearance!
Oh yeah? Your Mom's so shallow, she probably thinks this quip is about her!
You're about as deep as a bowl of soup; and your tongue is about as sharp as a soup spoon!
Hey, say what you want about ME, but lay off the
