
“GODDAMN WOULD I EAT A RED VELVET CHEESECAKE OFF THAT BOY’S ASS ANY DAY OF THE WEE— HUH WHAT? OH. I MEAN, FUCK YOU SEBASTIAN, YOU SWEET LIPPED ROCK SALT FLINGING MOTHERFUCKER. NO ONE ASKED YOU TO COME PLAY. WE ALREADY HAD A BETTER VERSION OF YOUR CHARACTER BECAUSE ST. JAMES WORE SCARVES LIKE A GODDAMN CHAMPION. ALSO TRYING TO BREAK UP STRUCK BY GAY AND HOW TO SUCCEED IN HOMOSEXUALITY WHILE WEARING A BOWTIE IS MY SHIT, SO STAY THE FUCK OFF MY KOOL AID. I FIND OUT YOU TRYIN` SOMETHING AGAIN AND THE TWO OF US IS GONNA HAVE MORE THAN WORDS. TALKING ABOUT FIGHTING. FIST FIGHTING. FISTING. WHAT? FIST FIGHTING.”