"Holy shit. Let me just worship you forever. I will kiss your dick and everything. I will worship it like it were my own. My life as a stereotypical college kid is over." He pretends to fake swoon a bit. "Naw. I don't eat it too often. I'm more of a grilled cheese guy. Takes longer to make, but payout is better."
He starts heading towards his room. John should probably follow. "Hey, you laugh now, but no one is willing to steal the bright ass pink bike. First of all, everyone at this point knows that's mine since I bike everywhere and anywhere, and no one is man enough to actually ride it regularly. I just hate getting my shit stolen." He also feels pretty riding it. Or something. Irony. God, he doesn't even know the definition of that word anymore with it being abused in his household.
"Does that mean you have a lot of sex?" That only makes sense, right? Lots of socks. Lots of sex.
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Date: 2013-09-21 06:36 pm (UTC)He starts heading towards his room. John should probably follow. "Hey, you laugh now, but no one is willing to steal the bright ass pink bike. First of all, everyone at this point knows that's mine since I bike everywhere and anywhere, and no one is man enough to actually ride it regularly. I just hate getting my shit stolen." He also feels pretty riding it. Or something. Irony. God, he doesn't even know the definition of that word anymore with it being abused in his household.
"Does that mean you have a lot of sex?" That only makes sense, right? Lots of socks. Lots of sex.