' dicks out fucks out beers out we're gonna fuck everything. '
“ — Maybe not everything. ”

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' dicks out fucks out beers out we're gonna fuck everything. '
“ — Maybe not everything. ”
❛❛ You’re not dead so it clearly worked. ❜❜
accepting.
“ Don’t count your chickens before they die, Stan. ” He’s fully aware of how the saying actually goes, he just doesn’t give a fuck. What’s disturbing to him is that he almost drank something that would have melted him from the inside. Hand on his stomach, Roman feels much more nauseous than moments before, eyes trained on the sickening corpse before him. Not even five minutes back, they were chatting it up with the guy------planning his demise, of course, but apparently, Stan beat him to the punch. Where was the fucking warning?
“ You could have gave me a heads up! I fuckin’ --- ...fuck, Stan, what if you fuckin’ killed me with that shit?! ”
He has half a mind to just sock the other male in the jaw without so much as a warning. “ Stan, you and me? We’re gonna’ have ourselves a fuckin’ talk. ”
With a stomach of pure steel, it takes a lot of effort to pull the squeamish out of Roman. With Stan---ol’ lovable Stannie-boy---it’s a totally different story. Just by the sound of his wild stories & the patches of his history, Roman extremely appreciative of the bond they hold.
“ You made him swish... bleach? ”
#adam goes home and skye has on a football helmet #IS READY FOR ADAM TO YELL
THE FUCKIN MENTAL IMAGINE OF SKYE THEY’RE IN FULL UNIFORM WITH THE SHOULDER PADS AND EVERYTHING READY
thecleanerz replied to your post: you better believe isis has braids in her hair...
stan voice: nice nice nice.
everything isis does is nice, he better bo w down
' the only place i have not been KNIFED in is my asshole--- gosh you're an idiot. ' there was a groan, rolling onto his side on the floor. ' gonna fuckin' sleep here then. fuck you fuck off fuck the world. '
Such a beautiful answer, just so eloquently put, it’s got Rourke silent. He eyes the ceiling before clutching one of his pillows. With good effort & a wide swing, he smacks Stan straight in the face with it.
“ Quit your bitching, Stan. ” There’s no need for that attitude during a coke nap!