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WHERE IN TH' FUCK DID I PUT MY ROLLIN' PAPER.

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((ballin out

Fuck that guy. I'd show him a thing or two if he lived in Alola.

Eh. [Shrug.] Mmm. So. How's everythin'?

Shit, he better not strike me dead. . . [Mumbled as he chews.]

You think I remember the fuckin' strain name? No idea. Plums picked it up. Good shit, thought I saw Arceus fer a sec when it hit.

Yo, Team Skull's heading to the Pride Parade in Hau'oli City! Y'all best be prepared to stand with us flyin' our colors! [Painting a bisexual flag on his cheek.]

[CRACKING the bag open and sniffing like a wary animal. Puts one in his mouth.] ...It's aight. Thanks.

[Staring at the brand.] Th'fuck are these.

[ High as balls right now.]

[KNOCKING ON @introvertere.bsky.social 's DOOR SUPER FUCKING LOUD. BAFF BAFF BAFF!]

OH BROTHER THIS GUY STINKS!

Well, ya can't fight that shit, Plum. The one thing I've learned is that you can't make people change.

Ya did? Well, easy solution. Move on. Don't bother her. Let her live her life. Sure, her perception of ya may be a bit warped, but that's jus' life sometimes. We drift apart sometimes with the wrong image of the other person in our minds. Accept that yer wrong and grow from it.

. . . Then apologize. Write her a letter or somethin'. Like, genuinely apologizin'. No bullshit, just explain how you were wrong 'n shit.

. . . Gonna stunt on you so hard.

Nobody beats Ya Boy Guzma! Bring it, smallfry!

What do you THINK you did wrong? [Guzma knew Plumeria like he knew himself; like the back of his own hand. Surely, he'd be able to help her somehow.]

[Hand on her shoulder.] No need t'be embarrassed or anythin', Ya boy's had his fair share of exes with bitter endings. [He'd reassure, opening his jacket and pulling out a bag of those sour airhead bites she likes.] Here, might be a bit melted.

Third question. Romantic issue or nah?

Hmmm... [He leans his head back against the arm of the couch, thinking.] Did the bad shit between y'all happen before Team Skull or during?

[Lighting up and ripping a fatty hit off of it. Hands the bong to her as he's exhaling smoke.] First question. Is it a person that's making you feel this way?

Retconned the last post. Anyway, give me good, fresh gingerbread and I'll [DATA EXPUNGED].

. . . Don't cry, man, I was just bustin' yer balls! Save your tears for when I beat ya in Mario Kart!

Tch, have a clean place BEFORE you invite gu-- Hah, I'm kiddin'. Not some kind of narc or smarmy nerd. . .

Les' play a game, twenny questions. You can only answer with yes or no. I'll ask questions on what's bothering you. [He reaches clumsily into his jacket, packing the bong.] You wanna try dat?

. . . Me, Plumeria, and two grunts then. Alright. On our way t'party. Hope you're ready for ya boy GUZMA and his merry band of badass misfits!

Sick. I'll gather up some grunts. How big is yer place. Don't think it'll be big 'nough for everyone. . .

Want me to bring some of my grunts 'round too? Maybe bring over the Switch 2 an' we all can play Mario Kart World?

. . . Yeah, sure. Should I bring weed and snacks?

[JUMPING over the back of the couch, landing on it with a squeak. Patting the spot next to her, as he's pulling a bong out from between the couch cushions.]

. . . Y'wanna talk about it? No grunts, jus' you 'n me?

What's up with ya? Y'seem... upset. Did someone hurt ya while I was out?

[Ripping a fat bong hit on the timeline.]

. . . Plum.

[Falls over dramatically as the pillow hits him, causing him to crash into the couch.]

I clearly have beef against YOU, though.

[Lets out a Godzilla-esque roar.]

. . . Why?

. . . Th'hell do you want?

I CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS ANYMORE. I CAN'T BE SMOKIN' BITCHES AS WALUIGI IN MARIO KART WORLD WHEN THERE'S FUCKING CHEETO DUST ALL OVER THE FUCKING THING!

Not my fault he arrested me post Grand Slam! [Huffing, before letting out a little chuckle.] That's why I want like, pancakes and a fuckin' shake.

Retconned the last post. Anyway, give me good, fresh gingerbread and I'll [DATA EXPUNGED].

Fuck the grand slam. The grand slam last time made me blow up the goddamn toilet. [Said out of fucking nowhere.]

(( fun fact i have a waluigi acc, :] ))

Some of the grunts still don't know da rules. I'm fuckin' ALWAYS Waluigi. If anyone else plays Waluigi, they're gonna have to knife fight me. . . [His stomach grumbles.] ...Pancakes sound good....