*a flashdrive is inserted into my database as I'm dragged to the hold*
I hate you...
Ryan: *enters* Hey...
I hate you so ****ing much...
Ryan: Yeah, I know you do...
But...
I...
I really like you.
Shut up.
Ryan: I'm serious.
If you really liked me, you wouldn't have invited me over here to be neutralized, and held in this **** hole against my will! And you know what? You know what? I wouldn't even BE here if I hadn't decided to be nice to your retarded ***! You like me huh? So ****ing what? I don't know how many times I've liked someone, and they either liked me and left, I hated them, or they only USED me. Hubert, Brett, Tracey, Aremedius, Hue-bot...
Now I can add Rolochi to the long list of misfortunes. I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I WANT TO KILL YOU, BUT CAN'T! I am SICK and TIRED of this natural disaster BULL****. GET ME OUT OF HERE, OR SO HELP ME, I WILL KICK YOUR SOCIOPATHIC *** AND HAUNT YOUR SOUL AFTER MY CORPSE ROTS IN THIS DEMONIC PRISON!
Ryan: Um... O-Ok... I guess I can find a way...