What the fuck part of 'this is for a stupid bet' do you not comprehend. Do you not do this kind of shit in Heaven. Do you just turn over eighty fucking rocks to find some goddamn marshmallows for your angelic furry friends or do you hit up the nearest thug for some fucking graham crackers.
Where is the fucking poetry, Gabriel? Where is the double-crossing motherfucker that can throw down with the rest of them? Lost to the fucking Disney movie that my life has supposedly become. It's the sickest form of irony that I've ever fucking seen, in that this entire conversation is fucking pointless, and Jesus Christ, I need a goddamn Hershey's bar.
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Where is the fucking poetry, Gabriel? Where is the double-crossing motherfucker that can throw down with the rest of them? Lost to the fucking Disney movie that my life has supposedly become. It's the sickest form of irony that I've ever fucking seen, in that this entire conversation is fucking pointless, and Jesus Christ, I need a goddamn Hershey's bar.