I am not sitting around getting my fanny blown by a bunch of well renumerated GI dolls if I can’t get in a fucking plane
Not everyone your highness, is allowed anywhere near the new F35
That’s not the point. I want to
You are here to unite the people and give them hope and happiness and a future and quite frankly this desire to keep up with an industry that is far beyond you
Beyond me? Beyond me? It isn’t beyond me, it is top secret so none of us know anything and we have to hand over the purse like some granny tapped for anyway I AM a GI, I am EVERYONE, I am the chessboard
Chess, you don’t make me laugh you wouldn’t know a castle from a Queen
I am a Queen! I love Queen!
If you would just read something, it would give you context
I am not going blind because those bastards want me to spend my life reading up on material that they could tell me in five seconds and probably read on the toilet wall at fucking first year Duntroon
If you picked up
To endure Balkan bone heads at the local pub. They always pick the girls that think they are the smartest in the room. Like, street smart. ‘Look I am all street cred! And look at my ars-e moves bro! And no-one knows I am acting!’ Can’t wait to see them in 25 years.
Oh you’re an expert now. The ambulating anarchist
Laughs For me to find out whether or not people are being affected by major decisions, I have to know shit.
One sideways glance from the wrong person and you are gushing river of self pitying tears Princess
I am not
You are too so
You shouldn’t know that
Well I do
Well I am going to chuck brown eyes as long as it takes for you people to look the other way.
We’re never going to look the other way so suck it.
I’m going to get you back
No you are not
Yes I am. And you better watch out because you’re gunna be jealous
We are never ever jealous
Yes you are
No we are not
You are you just can’t admit it! I am so fabulous you don’t know what to do with me!
No you don’t! You just turn it into stories that don’t make sense!
What? What? You’re practically invisible!
Compared to the curated masses I am a screaming art piece
You are a misanthropic
PAIN IN THE ARSE/BUM
Yes I am. And I got a big one so I am not going anywhere
Says quietly to no-one
Turn that arse around and cover it with cloth and we’ve got the Barbie Virgin Mary. I’d almost prefer it.
Head in hands. Tosses paper off desk