You’re ridiculous. shook his head
Don shake your head Who do you think you are My Maw
Alright, lemme ask you since you
brought your mother up, you share that little pearl with her?
Duh
Whadaya mean . . duh?
I always run my materialhe laughedloud clutched his ribs it
erupted
Sorry Material
Tickled me
Arya kiddin I always
run my material through my Maw If I tick
her off I keep it in my act Now if she
were smartnot tha she aint but if she
were smart by now I thought shed know better not to react Let
sleeping dogs lie
Butbrother can she bark
You’re your father’s
son, not mine.
Awstop Maw youre so full of shit I got all these cowlicks in my hair from
youyour side of the family and and and you named me after your favourite movie star . .
. . That’s
enough, young man.
She said that’s enough young man?
Yah Then I knew I really got under her skin
Great
fuckin material
But it’s not really . . material
Is tha a question or a statement
I don’t know.
Want to makeup your mind
I don’t know.
Need five
No. I don’t.
It’s not material.
Im not being performative
But sometimes you say you are.
I have.
That I don’t get.
Because youre a bleeding extraextrovert
need attention interaction companionship I do not I am an introvert I can turn on socialise but its
exhausting Perfomative
I don’t get that.
You don have to Its not material
However
I feel bad for you
Bad
for me?
Yah
Thaya don find tha a real good sneeze is
as good as an orgasm I can hear my Maw
groan
1428, Reggaefriday,
12 1. 24
1500, Saturday,
13 1. 24
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