• Good: Yo dude I’m being followed
    Evil: O rly?
    Good: Yeah I think I’m gonna die.
    Evil: You won’t die…
    Good: Really?
    Evil: No, you’re gonna die.
    Good: I hate it when people follow me, friggen stalkers.
    Evil: meh. I’ve been stalked before.
    Good: What happened?
    Evil: See that garden of flowers, the stalker helped my flowers bloom. Beautiful isn’t it?
    Good: O_o
    Evil: yep
    Good: You killed them!?
    Evil: Nah, I didn’t just kill them, I mulched them. This way there body is recycled. IT’S ENVIROMENTAL!
    Good: I don’t think I would want to dispose my stalker that way.
    Evil: Pansy…
    Good: I just need to find a way to thwart them off.
    Evil: You could call the godfather. Or you could slap em, punch em, stab em, burn em.
    Good: Someway less violent.
    Evil: Psh, you could always diss them out.
    Good: how do I do that?
    Evil: Well let’s start off with a yo momma joke
    Good: I love jokes!
    Evil: Yo momma so fat and stupid she chased a school bus shouting “TWINKIE! COME BACK!”
    Good: That’s not a funny joke… it’s hurtful…..
    Evil: It’s not supposed to be funny, at least not to you. Now you try
    Good: Yo momma is so smart she got all A’s in college?
    Evil: No, no, no it has to be hurtful and mean.
    Good: Gee, I don’t think I can do that
    Evil: Try this, kill them with a gun
    Good: I guess I could try that
    Evil: *hands gun* ok take a practice shot. Right here right now.
    Good: *fires* BOOM HEADSHOT!
    Evil: *collapses on the ground*
    Good: Whoops… well I’m off to go kill something :3