A Conversation

(Make of it what you can)

"A headache? A headache?! Marvin, you better fucking get down on your hands and knees and kiss my ass, because if you don't, I know some people who will."
"Screw you , there's no fucking way I can make something ugly enough to satisfy those needs ."
"Try it and you'll love it horn-dog. You'll be singin' showtunes in five minutes if you play your cards right."
"Blow me. Sonofawhore."
"Well, guess who's got their head way up their ass, sailor!"
"Jimmy?"
"You fucking leave Jimmy alone you ass-pirating whoremaster! I love that piece of ass more than aspirin gives me the red-ass! And don't change the subject, shit-balls.
"Look, I got balls like you wouldn't believe, gayman, but if you think that Winky will help out one damned bit, you should be interested in buying some land I own down in Florida!"
"Florida? What?"
"Never mind, turkeydick . You wanna play cards then play cards , all I'm sayin' is that Mr. Dicklick always has an ace and two threes up his ass and around the corner."
"Dickli-- I mean, Docklick, shit, you got me doin' it now crotch-kid.... anyway... Docklick loves the shortstuff. I guarantee you that. He'll be so damn happy he'll shit his pants and offer me some, sayin' ‘Hey Charlie, kiss my ass you old goat-banger!'."
"You're name ain't Charlie."
"I know that, pisswad."
"And do you know the rest of that as well? You know all that for fact? Even though his wife's head is big enough to intimidate Charlton fucking Heston? I'd like to see him part that head of hair . Shit."
"Look, enough is enough. Has Timmy been listening?"
"Yeah."
"Good enough. That's all I'll need. Seeya, greendink."
"Eat shit, ass-munch."

I just think it's pretty funny whenever I read it.

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