Role Play, anyone?

I zink zat per'aps you are projecting your fantasies on me, non? *waves his hand slightly, lighting another cigarette*

-shrugs- maybe. But you haven't answered my question. Have you f*cked him yet? Or are you too chicken too?

I will rephrase for you small brain, Non. And I 'ave no intention of doing so.

humph. whatever. You're just pissed cuz you're pent up and your blue balls are f*cking with your head. Maybe doing him wouldn't be such a bad thing.

I sink zat you need to get laid yourself. You preoccupy yourself weeth my ballz a leetle too much.

-shrugs again- i get laid enough. and even then, i could never get tired of my tweekers. and uh..sorry to break it to ya Mole but, i like balls. So it should be no surprise to you that i talk about them.

*rolls his eyes, making a sound of disgust* f*ckeeng F*ggot

at the risk of sounding childish, i have only one thing to say. -hugs Tweek close- it takes one to know one, as$hole.

*scoffs and sits down, beginning to sharpen his knives and polish his beloved shovel*