I’m pretty sure hunting has now become a stress reliever of sorts.
What’s gotten into you?
Pass. But.. I do know what can get into you.
Come at me with that thing and I’ll have your face meet the motel floor.
Well I would love, to see you try..
I’m pretty sure hunting has now become a stress reliever of sorts.
What’s gotten into you?
Pass. But.. I do know what can get into you.
I’m pretty sure hunting has now become a stress reliever of sorts.
I was talking about me. Nice to see you too, Dean.
Close enough, right?
I’m pretty sure hunting has now become a stress reliever of sorts.
Is this the part where I nod along and agree, or did I miss that one?
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Goooood morning, Vietnam!
Guess you didn’t. Try again.
As pretty much always. Wow.
Is that a demand?
Yeah, well there’s no need to be an asshole. What’s up, Dean.
More like a sarcastic remark, but thanks.
Well that’s a first time I hear that. Sarcasm, by the way, in case you didn’t get that. Cuz’, see, I’m not your typical neighborhood-barbecue guy, alright? Deal with it.
Yeah, I kind of figured. Something’s wrong with you, Dean. And I don’t mean sarcastically. I mean for real.
And what, exactly, is wrong with me then, huh?
Goooood morning, Vietnam!
Guess you didn’t. Try again.
As pretty much always. Wow.
Is that a demand?
Yeah, well there’s no need to be an asshole. What’s up, Dean.
More like a sarcastic remark, but thanks. Well that’s a first time I hear that. Sarcasm, by the way, in case you didn’t get that. Cuz’, see, I’m not your typical neighborhood-barbecue guy, alright? Deal with it.
Goooood morning, Vietnam!
Oh, my ego’s peachy. Still talking, aren’t I?
Pretty sure I do, sweetheart.
Damn, I was hoping I really dug deep there.
But seriously. Somethings up.
Guess you didn’t. Try again. As pretty much always. Wow.
Goooood morning, Vietnam!
Oh, my heart. She told me to shut up.
And yeah, guess so.
Shame. The more people, the more fun the chaos will be.Aw, did I offend your little ego? What a shame.
And you’re not making any sense, you know that, right?
Oh, my ego’s peachy. Still talking, aren’t I? Pretty sure I do, sweetheart.
