mohammed the first time i met giorno i pissed into a teapot and poured it into a teacup and served it to him because i already knew that fucking brat was gonna be the worst thing
look we'll get to fugo i'd rather talk about that kind of stuff in person it's a tough story about him lots of conflicting feelings
(if you grew a handlebar mustache i would lie to you and tell you i liked it even though i probably wouldn't)
god you are so far from boring. i think you're incredible. you've been places, you've seen so much, and you make me smile so fuck you
I can't believe we were destined to be, united by our tendency to use piss as a weapon against those who wrong us. I can't believe that you would lie to me about horrendous facial hair. I can't believe that I'm so lucky as to have you think I'm interesting at all, yet here we are, romance is alive, and I have never been more in love!!!
I also can't believe you wouldn't be interested in a moustache ride, but we can save that for another day.
Also, we can save the Fugo conversation for whenever you're up to it, of course; I doubt that I'm going to die without knowing the full story, so at your leisure! As long as I don't have to worry about socking him in the face should he ever arrive, we'll be fine.
when i see you again i wouldn't mind talking about him and other shit for a bit. because hey if you're in it for the long run you should probably know anyway and like i said i want you to know. nah dont punch him he'll scream and try to stab you with a fork or something besides i cant blame him for how things turned out
Kings of Urination and Devastation, apparently. I won't complain about sharing the title with you.
On one hand, I see your point. On the other, I really can't imagine that I'd look good with any moustache, so the point feels moot altogether. The fact remains that you'd turn down a perfectly good bout of whisker chafe!!!
How about this. You tell me about Fugo, I'll tell you about my mother, and we can eat way too much trashy food while we do so. Deal?
A good thing I think I'd look bad with facial hair, then! You're spared this time.
I know. If I had more things to share, I would! It's just all rather plain, really. But then again, I guess everyone thinks that about their own history, don't they? So I'll do my best to share things, even if I think they're dry as sand.
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the first time i met giorno i pissed into a teapot and poured it into a teacup and served it to him because i already knew that fucking brat was gonna be the worst thing
look we'll get to fugo
i'd rather talk about that kind of stuff in person
it's a tough story about him
lots of conflicting feelings
(if you grew a handlebar mustache i would lie to you and tell you i liked it even though i probably wouldn't)
god you are so far from boring. i think you're incredible. you've been places, you've seen so much, and
you make me smile so
fuck you
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I can't believe we were destined to be, united by our tendency to use piss as a weapon against those who wrong us. I can't believe that you would lie to me about horrendous facial hair. I can't believe that I'm so lucky as to have you think I'm interesting at all, yet here we are, romance is alive, and I have never been more in love!!!
I also can't believe you wouldn't be interested in a moustache ride, but we can save that for another day.
Also, we can save the Fugo conversation for whenever you're up to it, of course; I doubt that I'm going to die without knowing the full story, so at your leisure! As long as I don't have to worry about socking him in the face should he ever arrive, we'll be fine.
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fucking piss lords.
you said handlebar mustache that's different
when i see you again i wouldn't mind talking about him and other shit for a bit. because hey if you're in it for the long run you should probably know anyway and like i said i want you to know.
nah dont punch him he'll scream and try to stab you with a fork or something besides i cant blame him for how things turned out
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On one hand, I see your point. On the other, I really can't imagine that I'd look good with any moustache, so the point feels moot altogether. The fact remains that you'd turn down a perfectly good bout of whisker chafe!!!
How about this. You tell me about Fugo, I'll tell you about my mother, and we can eat way too much trashy food while we do so. Deal?
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sure. sounds like a deal to me.
if it's not too much i just you know
want to know those kinds of parts about you too
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I know. If I had more things to share, I would! It's just all rather plain, really. But then again, I guess everyone thinks that about their own history, don't they? So I'll do my best to share things, even if I think they're dry as sand.
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hey
id never get tired of learning more about you
just remember that ok?