Red Boar Jones: Concept Phase #1

Deltree: “Can I be honest with you?”

Red: “You haven’t been honest with me before?”

Deltree: “Let me frame that. You come in we talk shop, the weather, and, if it’s one of those lucky days you decide you want human company, where you scored the magical dope that made that luck possible. What we talk about are facts. There is no honesty to them. Doesn’t need to me. So no, I haven’t been honest with you. Haven’t had to until right now. And now you’ve got me talking about it, I don’t give a shit whether you want it or not. You’re a dumb son of a bitch. You walk in here and pretend your above the rest of the world while getting stomped down by it every second of your day. Your a cocky piece of shit with a mouth that runs like a politician’s asshole. You’ve got no brains for any of what your playing with and you’re gonna fuck up a system older and smarter than you. Go home. Go put your dick in something soft and forget about it. You keep your head bowed low enough, maybe they will too.”

About Tietsu

Someday the words that fill my brain will fill cheap paperback books. Until then, I will collect them here.
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