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And so the argument carried on...
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| Married Autobot Chuck: Why can't you just butt the fuck out of my life?!? | |
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| Chester: Because it's not just you dumbass. We used to have the run of the place until you had to go and grow up on us. | |
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Insults floating like smoke from a bong...
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| Married Autobot Chuck: OH! Exuse the FUCK outta me! Pardon me for actually pursuing a life on the behalf of Chuckdom! | |
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| Chester: Awuh? You're getting the fuck outta here? Pardon you for casually screwing all life in the land of Chuckdom? | |
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All apparent behavior just plain wrong...
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| Married Autobot Chuck: I DIDN'T SAY THAT! | |
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| Chester: Hmm. A true conundrum. You speak like man, yet I hear pussy. | |
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