“Man is a collection of base animal urges, to act on them and experiance sinful pleasures would be morally no different than taking a breathe.”
Little Annie Adderall, was an outcast in high school. // That’s it. We’re guna debate the living crap out of you.
Annie: Jeff! You’re the cool guy, okay? If you show up it’ll be the first party I host where everyone doesn’t say they need to get home in time for the news. [starts crying]
Jeff: This wont work. The last time you did this I saved a vial of your tears and have slowly been building up an immunity.
Annie: I was so unpopular in highschool the crossing guard used to lure me into traffic. This party is a second chance to be hip. Cool! Laid back.
Jeff: Look I will come to your party.
Annie: Thank you. I’m putting you down for two bags of ice and a sleeve of paper cups.
Annie: You’re right. I could never be as [selfish] as you, probably ‘cause I actually care.
Jeff: Profound but technically meaningless. {Annie walks away} Look and don’t bother trying that thing that women do where they walk away and make the guy feel like crap because it won’t happen. Yeah! Damn it.
