You're sick. [And she still has no fucking idea what is going on, but the more she stares at that STUPID paper beard, the angrier she gets. The fury is just building the fuck up until she finally yanks her hand away and rips it off of his face.]
Here's a tip. Next time? Try magic marker.
[She crumples the beard up before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it. Deal with THAT, mothafuckah.]
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Here's a tip. Next time? Try magic marker.
[She crumples the beard up before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it. Deal with THAT, mothafuckah.]