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Is it really so hard to use proper grammar and punctuation? Come on.

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[frats]

Huh. Guess you and your brother will just starve.
Still coming over to hang out with your dog because we know the real reason I put up with you.

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Dodge isn't accepting visitors who let their best friends starve. Sorry man, that sucks.

[frats]

Lying to sour our friendship won't get you any food. It might get all your furniture moved an inch to the left though.

Dodge loves me.

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That's a dick move, and not even a funny one.

Dodge loves you because you bring him food sometimes. It's also why I kind of like you, I guess.

[frats]

It's funny and you know it. Besides if I was actually gonna do it I wouldn't warn you first. I'd just await your alarmed texts.

Like a good best friend.

So you're like a dog. Sounds about right. I should probably get you a flea collar.

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You are literally the worst in every way, Benz.

[frats]

And yet you still choose me to lay your affections on. What's that say about you?

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That I'm blind AND dumb.

[frats]

Nothing we didn't already know.

Kidding.

You sure you don't want me to bring you anything?

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Wow, zero defense. I may have gotten the shit end of the twinsies stick on almost every single level, but at least let me bask in the fact that I got the brains. I'm wounded.

I probably wouldn't be too disappointed if you showed up at my door with a couple of tea bags.

[frats]

Okay. Okay. You got the brains. Or at least more than Art.

Lev. You can't possibly need more tea.

[outlines]

Way more than Art.

Yes, I possibly can. What am I supposed to do without variety?

[frats]

An easy feat it seems sometimes.

Drink the same freaking stuff.

Ok. Ok. Tea and dog food.

[outlines]

Not helping, man.

Drinking the same tea over and over gets boring. Why can't you just let me have nice things?

[frats]

I'm your best friend, I'm supposed to give you the tough truths.

You're right. I rob you of everything nice. How could I be so cruel to think the thirty different teas you own aren't enough.

Any preference?

[outlines]

No, you're supposed to drag Art at every chance to make me feel better. Solidarity, hello.

Wow, I don't have that much tea. Thirty different kinds is too many to keep organized. It's more like seventeen. You exaggerate too much.

Nothing with apple in it.

[frats]

[ Just for that he's going to find 13 different teas. Also he has to spoil his best friend sometimes. ]

You know you're 100x better than Art. Have you met him? You two kinda look similar and he's alright but you're you, man.

Oh, excuse me. Seventeen is definitely a normal amount of tea to have. You're doing great blending in with us humans. Tell your people under the sea that this is totally normal behavior.

What about pineapple?

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[ thirty is too many!!! there's not enough room in his cabinets for him to keep that many teas separated so he can find each one easily!!! ]

Careful now, I've heard that he's kind of ugly.

Does that make you Sebastian or Flounder? Scuttle, maybe.

Pineapple is fine. Pineapple is great.

[frats]

[ Mhmmmm. ]

Pretty sure that Aurora chick's opinion isn't unbiased. Don't worry, you're cute as a button, pinch-able cheeks and everything.

I'm the dashing human male.

I wouldn't go that far. Pineapple's alright.

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Try pinching my cheeks and see what happens. My teeth are sharp.

You mean the dashing human male who didn't think to give the mute a pen and paper so they could communicate? That human male?

Pineapple is better than apple, and therefore great in comparison. The rind is a little dramatic, but so are you and I put up with you, so.

[frats]

You'd have to be able to find my hands first. It's a risk I'm willing to take.

No. The one from another story. I feel like if I met a mute I'd definitely do a little better in that situation.

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I hope your phone read every A out loud to you. I am not dramatic and I am not like a pineapple.

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I take it back. You're not like a pineapple. Pineapples are so much better, you dick.

[frats]

I want you to know sometimes I switch are and you out for the letters. I want you to know that I do that, and you'll never know when I do it.

[outlines]

If I never know then I'll never care.

But also, why would you want to stoop that low? There's nothing worse than poor grammar.

[ there are thousands of things worse than poor grammar, lev. you know this. ]

[frats]

But you know it happens now. Any you or are could be an unsuspecting letter.

You get your tighty whities twisted up in a knot over the weirdest things.