“Alright, you grumpy asshole, we’ll get out of your hair before your blue balls fucking kill you. Horny teenage boys; I don’t know how you fucking keep up with them, kid.” I will not blush. I’m a killer, dammit. “It’s not so bad. One of them is usually a grumpy dick and tantruming so it makes it a little easier on the… scheduling.” Illi roars with laughter, fucking quakes with it, and whispers loudly into Odie’s ear, “Three guesses which one is the grumpy dick, baby girl.”
