Suppose you are running out of things to gaze at.
Time to get your social on, because shit just got social if you know you're saying.
(You're saying... fuck, you don't even know what you're saying.)
(You're saying... fuck, you don't even know what you're saying.)
-- peregrineConartist [PC] began pestering runawayFuedist [RF] at 04:31 --
PC: Was wondering when you might run out of things to do in your seemingly increasing void of ample or plentiful time.
RF: I was just contemplating your sweet 'get' print out I now have hanging on my door.
PC: Haha, you mean the only one you actually got?
RF: Good guess, about what so urgently requires my ample pool of time?
PC: Man, you just have all the time, all of it.
PC: It wasn't anything that important, but you would probably be laughing your radioactive tooshey off your lowerbody if you could see what I am doing currently.
RF: Maybe you could get that weird viewport shit working?
PC: Nah, only TH knows those sweet tricks, dude.
RF: Aren't you supposed to be a Tech Wizard?
PC: Okay, you called my bluff.
PC: I do know how to get weird viewport shit working, I am just simply having too much fun currently to give a shit about it.
RF: Did you find another red cordial stash in that underground cellar labryinth thing?
PC: Not just any, this stuff isn't even diluted.
PC: Its pure fucking concentrate up in this bitch.
RF: Now I can vaguely imagine how funny you would look with all that non-acoholic booze in pure form.
PC: I know right?
PC: I have all the red cordial, all of it.
PC: Be aware that I kinda maybe sort of possibly could get really hyperactive ferociously soon.
RF: Ooh, goody. I can't wait.
PC: Why such a hater?
RF: Do you even know how absurdly hyperactive you get when you have too much "Refreshing Red"?
PC: I remember throwing up a stream of a reddish pink ectoplasm and it all ended.
RF: Well, my point is thusly proven. You are basically getting drunk without consuming a drop of alcohol.
PC: Red power up in this bitch.
RF: w...what?
PC: Oh, youre still here. Damn this stuff is like speed but without the body crippling side effects.
RF: It begins.gif
PC: THA NEVA ENDING STORY, PART TWOO.
RF: Yep, I'll see you after you've red powered all over the floor. Have fun.
PC: WATE, BUT THA STOREE IS JUS' GETTIN GOOD! NO WAHT IMA SAYIN?
-- runawayFuedist [RF] ceased pestering peregrineConartist [PC] at 04:38 --
PC: I WAS SAYING THE STORY WAS JUST GETTING GOOD.
You have no idea what that guys deal is, but you love him anyway, that red rapscallion is so weird but yet so good in such an odd way.
Maybe you'll be able to have some calmer conversation when your more civil friend hops online.
Be the other guy.
Be the other guy.
