Wwhat the fuck wwas that?? [and if there's nothing in response with that, he'll assume it was indeed thrown and yell again,] Seriously, assfuck, wwhat the fuck!
Soooo... wwhat, you fuckin' threww your comm? Good fuckin' job, asshole, if you broke that you'd be fuckin' useless to evveryone. Wwhy the fuck wwould you punch me?
[YEP. No regrets. And, hey, he'd thrown it before. Many befores, really. It's somewhat satisfying, the ability to hurl something and not worry about it breaking. If he ever gets back to Earth, you bet he'll try to bring that technology right to Philips.]
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[Which, in his head, totally counts as an explanation. At least for now.]
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[YEP. No regrets. And, hey, he'd thrown it before. Many befores, really. It's somewhat satisfying, the ability to hurl something and not worry about it breaking. If he ever gets back to Earth, you bet he'll try to bring that technology right to Philips.]
'Cause I wanted you t'stop whining.
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sorry got smacked with a virus or idek food poisoning something
[Puh-lease.]