TICKER: Do I even know Tweek?
TICKER: I don’t really know that many s-SHIT– kids in town, I’m home-schooled.
TICKER: But I think you’re talking about that one twitchy guy that works at the coffee shop, right?
TICKER: I go there sometimes, and sometimes if the shop is nn-FUCK busy, h-he’ll go around serving people personally.
TICKER: So we’ve talked once or twice, I guess.
TICKER: I– SHIT– I don’t think he likes me very much…
TICKER: It’s whatever cause he’s too freaked out by everything I c-coCK– do.
TICKER: It’s fucking embarrassing when people overreact when they’re around me…
TICKER: One time he acted like a fuCKING SHIT– …a-asshole.
TICKER: He got scared, accidentally spilled something on me, and I got over it pretty quickly.
TICKER: B-but he started yelling at me for scaring him and told me to get out of the shop!
TICKER: …Before I could tell him s-sHIt that it was an accident.
TICKER: But whatever, I guess.
TICKER: I’m used to it…
TICKER: I just hope that ngG– FUCK– SHIT- C-COCK–
SUPER CRAIG: Ehehehe.
SUPER CRAIG: Hey, is there a mic picking us up?
SUPER CRAIG: Oh wait yeah there is I forgot.
SUPER CRAIG: Thomas is that you?
TICKER: Aw shit– g-god dammit…
TICKER: I almost forgot Craig’s here… s-sHIT.
SUPER CRAIG: Aw man, how come nobody told me you were here?
TICKER: O-oh, god…
SUPER CRAIG: Hey Thomas.
TICKER: It’s… it’s The Ticker.
SUPER CRAIG: Oh okay.
SUPER CRAIG: Hey Ticker.
TICKER: …Hi…? C-COCK– aw FUCK!
SUPER CRAIG: Ehehehehehe…
SUPER CRAIG: What’s going on, man, we haven’t hung out in a while.
TICKER: Um. I dunno. I don’t think you ever answered my last text?
SUPER CRAIG: Oh, sorry, I’ll check it when I get my phone back.
TICKER: A-alright, I guess– a-ASSHOLE.
SUPER CRAIG: Wow…
SUPER CRAIG: Hey, have I ever told you how cool you are?
TICKER: L-like… every time we hang out, yeah.
SUPER CRAIG: You’re just… I dunno.
SUPER CRAIG: You’re super cool.
TICKER: I’m, um, flattered, but we’re playing super villains right now, dude…
TICKER: I shouldn’t be b- fffFUCK!! Nnh– I shouldn’t be buddying it up with you.
SUPER CRAIG: Alright, well we should totally hang out like, tomorrow after school or something.
TICKER: U-um! Sure, I–
WONDER TWEEK: HEY!
TICKER: ???
TICKER: Oh– Oh wait, Tweek’s here???
TICKER: Oh God, I shouldn’t have said s-SHIT!
SUPER CRAIG: No don’t worry he doesn’t even check the blog anyways.
WONDER TWEEK: STOP CHATTING HIM UP, ASSHOLE!
TICKER: He talked to me first a-ASSHOLE– s-shit, sorry–
WONDER TWEEK: HHH! OH MY GOD!
WONDER TWEEK: I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE SORRY, WE’RE PLAYING SUPER HEROES, IF YOU’RE GONNA BE A VILLAIN FUCKING ACT LIKE IT HTHGHHGHGFHFGHGFHHFHH
WONDER TWEEK: YOU’RE SO LUCKY I DIDN’T CHARGE YOU FOR THAT FUCKING SUNDAE, FUCKING CUSSING ME OUT THEN AND CUSSING ME OUT NOW, WHO THE HGHHFHGHHJFHSJGHJHJHJ WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE???
WONDER TWEEK: I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS FUCKING DAY NOTHING’S GOING RIGHT AND NOW, THIS FUCKINHHHG HHFHHFGD BGFBGBBHGFHFHGHHJSDJFKSHJDF&*#*&#&*&*Y#F*Y&#F**!!!!!@@!
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