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House relations became strained as Hodges and Maddie realised they had very little in common...
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| Hey Mr. Paul! Do you like my anti-war sign? You can come to the protest with me if you want. | |
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| No, I think your sign is the gayest thing in the world. And as for the protest, I'd rather eat a miscarraige out of the mouth of my mum's severed head, using my dad's urethra as a straw. | |
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But Maddie secretly had the last laugh...
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| Every night while your'e asleep, me and Kirsty go out and fuck loads of black men. | |
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