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I’m a nice person. I’m only rude when it’s warranted. Which happens to be quite often. People are quite awful, really.
Smell as good as you want, William. I will not be licking you.
I cannot continue to shoot my mess everywhere like a geyser. This is not Yellowstone National Park.
Diablo is a crazy person. Crazier than me. I blame his family. They did this. This is all nurture right here.
“Guys?” Emery suddenly says. “Um, the pizza is here, and I know you are doing like a…mating ritual or something, but can we eat? I’m hungry and August said it would be rude to start without you.”
I have turned into a caveman…one with impeccable style, but still. Mine. He’s mine.