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| You know, Alcoac, you'd think after our fifteen years of friendship, you'd be above elevating a simple jibe for the sake of a laugh into a mud slinging contest where you reveal my sexuality and gender | |
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| Well, how would you like it if I told everyone about the time you climbed on a roof to look at a girl you liked while she was sleeping? | |
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| Hm, that would certainly crack the thin facade of pseudo superiority I've carefully erected. | |
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| Or how about that time I gave you a handjob? | |
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| That was strictly a PLEASURE thing! | |
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