THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
Here's what a normal St. Joseph's conversation sounds like. Me and Alix, Emily, Angie, Tippy, and Ina:
"Hey, Tippy's not sitting with us."
"TIPPY! What the fuck?"
"Fuck...Ha ha ha...."
(Wail) "She has left the Insula!!"
"No she hasn't. Now she's just a penninsula."
"No she's not. She's seperated."
(Maniacal laughter) "That's what you think. BUT I HAVE TIPPY ON STRINGS!!!"
"What?"
"She's....A Penninsula...Becuase you have her...On...Strings....?"
"HEATHEN! REPENT REPENT!"
"Agonyyyyyyyyyyy! PAIN!"
"Alix is reading porn."
"What?"
"I'm going to give her a pleasing little girl!! A puella pulcher, if you will."
"FUCK YOU."
"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, dee-del-dee-dee...They're all sitting in a row...."
"Hey look.....Dust....."
"Alix, sexual orientation is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Fucker."
(Scream) "I just ate a rubber band."
....We wonder why people acuse us of being on drugs.