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Meet Eric. He's a little on the flowery/self-angsted side.
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| Hey, Eric. How are things? | |
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| Sorry. I wish I could answer that, but I'm a bit too pathetic to do such a thing. | |
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He likes this abused girl named Melanie (I think that's her name). However, he also has wild lust sessions with some fifteen year old chick.
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| Uh... Huh... So, how goes that love life? Making good progress with not making out with the tiny girl and trying to express your love for that other chick? | |
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| I love her so much... I hate myself... | |
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We love him, though I doubt he understands it. But, hey. He's got a cute catchphrase!
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| Hrm. Well, don't worry, little buddy. Being flowery has its advantages. You'll pull through. | |
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