CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
"Brian!" said Lisa, laughing. "Stop fooling about. He's not bi."
"Oh, he's all the way gay," said Johnny. "I could tell by the way he walks."
"Umm, that's kind of offensive," said Brian.
"I'm sure Johnny didn't mean to offend..." said Lisa, looking at him sharply.
"Intent and result very often don't match," said Brian.
OH FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCKSTICK," thought Johnny. "Err, sorry," he said. "I say things sometimes."
"We all have that problem," nodded Brian. "Look, it's been great catching up with you, Lis, but I've got to get back to the shop...see you soon I hope. NIce meeting you, Johnny."
"Yeah," mumbled Johnny. He called her Lis!
"Goodbye," said Lisa, hugging him. No kiss though. Good.
"He called you Lis!" said Johnny, as soon as he was gone.
"What's come over you?" asked Lisa.
"I...umm...sorry...I'm not the person you think I am," blurted out Johnny.
"Don't be silly, you just said a few weird things...you look stressed."
"Yeah, that's it...a wheelchair stressed me out...oh shit..."
Wheelchair Claire was wheeling towards them.
"Is that the girl you were telling me about, who has it in for you?" asked Lisa.
"Yeah. That's the girl," sad Johnny.
"Hello," said Claire. "I'd like to tell you what kind of a man..."
"I don't care what you have to say," said Lisa, calmly. "Please fuck off before I have to tell you to fuck off. Thank you."
"How dare you speak to me that way!" fumed Claire. "You big bully, bullying a criple...maybe you deserve to be with this retard."
Lisa reached down and slapped Claire across the face. "Don't fuck with my man," she said and walked off without looking back.
"Yeah...don't fuck with me," said Johnny and he ran after Lisa. "That was so hot," he said.
"Oh, he's all the way gay," said Johnny. "I could tell by the way he walks."
"Umm, that's kind of offensive," said Brian.
"I'm sure Johnny didn't mean to offend..." said Lisa, looking at him sharply.
"Intent and result very often don't match," said Brian.
OH FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCKSTICK," thought Johnny. "Err, sorry," he said. "I say things sometimes."
"We all have that problem," nodded Brian. "Look, it's been great catching up with you, Lis, but I've got to get back to the shop...see you soon I hope. NIce meeting you, Johnny."
"Yeah," mumbled Johnny. He called her Lis!
"Goodbye," said Lisa, hugging him. No kiss though. Good.
"He called you Lis!" said Johnny, as soon as he was gone.
"What's come over you?" asked Lisa.
"I...umm...sorry...I'm not the person you think I am," blurted out Johnny.
"Don't be silly, you just said a few weird things...you look stressed."
"Yeah, that's it...a wheelchair stressed me out...oh shit..."
Wheelchair Claire was wheeling towards them.
"Is that the girl you were telling me about, who has it in for you?" asked Lisa.
"Yeah. That's the girl," sad Johnny.
"Hello," said Claire. "I'd like to tell you what kind of a man..."
"I don't care what you have to say," said Lisa, calmly. "Please fuck off before I have to tell you to fuck off. Thank you."
"How dare you speak to me that way!" fumed Claire. "You big bully, bullying a criple...maybe you deserve to be with this retard."
Lisa reached down and slapped Claire across the face. "Don't fuck with my man," she said and walked off without looking back.
"Yeah...don't fuck with me," said Johnny and he ran after Lisa. "That was so hot," he said.
