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Been lickin_ peanut-butter spoons? Maybe I should call you butterfingers. It has a better ring than Hella Shella. - Tran'Answer my question, Tran. Right now. Or I show you just what these fingers'--I wiggled my fingers under his nose-- 'can really do.' I took a step closer, erasing the distance between us. 'And let me tell you, emo boy, you are not going to like it. Let__ just say, that peanut butter I ate, freshly made.' I licked my lips with care. 'I__ actually quite skilled when it comes to crushing nuts.' - Shella

God, why do I bother trying to help you? It__ not like you appreciate it. It__ not like the word __hanks_ is in your vocabulary. It__ like you__e not capable of being nice to someone you decided to despise when you were six-years-old. Sure, about twelve years have passed, but what__ time compared to your rock-headed mind? - Tran

So what did you do, drug me, stuff me in the trunk, then dump me like a sacrificial offering into that vampire__ coffin? - Shella

I__ sure all of that__ true. Especially the anal bit--Marshall__ always been an ass--but I don__ see how this is relevant, unless of course I__ mistaken, and you really are comparing me to a crumb that needs sweeping. - Shella

Don__ be hating on my peacock. It__ just not right. - Kye

Just shut up and talk. - Shella

Why would Dad call you? I mean, you have to admit that he would have been better off calling the local prison and asking them to send out one of the convicted killers to come find me. - Shella

I can be a gentleman off and on. When the urge hits me. - Tran

You__e starting to look like you did before, and that__ not good because what you looked like was complete shit, so get up and go to bed so I can stop acting like your mother. I can already feel my balls starting to recede. And hey, does it look like I__ growing breasts? - Kye