Misogyny isn’t hating all women you ignorant dick. You’re perpetuating the idea that periods fuck with women’s rationality by suggesting that I’m being moody instead of just not taking your shit. Read a fucking book or article every once in a while, babyface.
Obviously. Your use of sarcasm is astounding.
Okay, that’s a fair point. But as a teenage male who’s never had the delight of talking to you before, how am I meant to know that your attitude isn’t a a disturbance in your hormone levels? Those fuck with the chemicals in your head.
And so’s your use of language.
Period jokes? What are you, twelve? Get off your misogynystic fucking pedestal, kiddo. Makes you look even more like a faggot than you already do.
I’m not trying to offend you, you irritating prick, if I was, I’d cut off your fucking ear. I’m attempting to educate you through that thick fucking skull. You should be fucking thanking me
When did misogyny come into this, you fucking presumptous twat? One shitty joke doesn’t mean I hate all women, don’t go assuming shit.
Yes, thank you for educating me in such a lovely manner. I’m just in awe of your clearly magical teaching skills.
Get with it or get out, man.
Precisely. Don’t gimme shit about my music.
Fake ginger bitch? Really? That’s the best you fucking got?
Megadeth is fucking thrash you idiotic cunt. Misfits are horror punk, fucking second wave bullshit. Black Flag is actually on point, but you need to pick up a goddamn history book if you think half that shit is actual punk rock. Retarded fuck.
You want a Midol, honey? I think you need it.
You really are on your period, aren’t you? Christ.Try offending someone who cares, darlin’.
It’s like, if you can’t appreciate my music, just fuck off.
Don’t shoot my puppy! Daddy wouldn’t be happy! Come meet him at least! [Tugs on his hand gently.] Please Chris? You’ll love him!
.. Fine. Don’t think I won’t slip a little bit of bleach into his water though. [His eyes narrow for a moment before he sighs in defeat, allowing himself to be tugged forward.] Fine. Just one question though: you couldn’t even get a Dachshund? Those are cute as hell.
Hell fuckin’ yeah, dude. He’d be the only suitable minister for this kind of wedding. [chuckles] Lucky. I mean, my dad likes classic rock and so do I, but he’s not into music as much as I am. But my ‘rents are hardly home so they don’t have to listen anyways. [nods] It’s always the bitchy neighbors. Fuck ‘em, they’re unappreciative of your amazing music taste. And yeah, I am. Sweet, dude! Keep that shit going, you could be in a band one day, too. Oh shit, I didn’t even introduce myself. I’m Paxton, hey.
Damn right. [He nods enthusiastically.] My mom was into, like, classical music, real relaxin’ shit. She hated the stuff I listened to with a passion, I swear. Dad’s getting stuff dealt with for the new year so I’m home alone with my twin a lot, yeah. [His expression falls for a minute before he looks up.] It seriously is, everywhere I’ve lived I’ve had the worst neighbours. What kind of stuff does your band do? I’m Chris, hey.
You have some lame ass neighbors, there.
I seriously do. They don’t appreciate good music when they hear it.
Nope, daddy gave in and got me a Corgi! You’ll love him too, or I’ll let him chew on your shoes. His name is Apollo, hopefully he doesn’t grow a complex…
I swear to god, if I find holes in my Vans, Apollo’s gonna eat arrows for a month, Ari.
Good, because I’m definitely fucking marrying you now that I know you listen to my all time favorite fucking band. My ‘rents get so pissed when I play Blink. But it’s like, I gotta support my other hubby, Mark Hoppus, so like, fuck them. And plus, if it wasn’t for Blink I wouldn’t be in a successful band, so I’ll always fucking love those bastards.
Dude, as long as we can have Travis Barker as the minister, I’m fuckin’ down with it. My dad is weirdly chill about all my music, like he honestly doesn’t care. It’s always my bitchy neighbours — wait, you’re in a band? That’s so cool, shit. I play drums but that’s about it.