work on, wayne. work on, garth.

Garth: i hate ponies. who likes ponies? ugh.
Wayne: fuck ponies
Garth: exactly.
Wayne: although they do become horses, so, they have that going for em
Garth: i don't even like horses really, although i suppose they could do more for me than a tiger.
Garth: when it all goes to hell.
Garth: i cant ride a tiger.
Garth: tigers ain't pulling no carts.
Wayne: get your riding skills up mon post-apocalyptic amie
Garth: i didn't even LIKE TIGERS any ways
Garth: selfish fucking animals
Garth: no helping out and shit
Garth: i got shit to carry, where are the tigers?
Garth: laying about in the sun, that's where
Wayne: eatin' raw red meat
Garth: exactly.
Garth: meat I COULD eat
Wayne: damn that sounds like fun
Garth: horses don't eat meat, they like apples and shit
Wayne: I need a big bowl of raw red meat right now
Wayne: and a war to watch
Wayne: I'm straight
Garth: we are not competing, horses and me
Wayne: good point
Garth: fuck yea. blood + blood.
Garth: that's good shit.
Wayne: exactly
Wayne: like real blood + real blood
Garth: sound on mute, we can blare some like, metal or something.
Wayne: ministry
Garth: stab the couch with our forks a lot
Wayne: prefect soundtrack
Garth: STAB STAB munch munch munch
Wayne: make a big fucking fire in the living room
Garth: OUT OF the wood floor planks
Wayne: war paint is a must
Garth: cause, we are fucking tough like that
Wayne: AND THE coffee table
Garth: just, chop it up
Wayne: fuck coffee tables
Garth: throw the books on
Garth: get it going bigger
Wayne: hell yeah don't need em anymore
Garth: turn the stereo to 11
Wayne: FUCK YEAH
Garth: WE WILL EAT THE MEAT!!
Garth: WE WILL BURN THE TABLES AND FLOOR!!
Wayne: and piss blood on the electronics
Garth: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
Garth: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Garth: i cant piss straight like you though
Wayne: ravenous twirlings of raw red carnage and bodily fluids
Garth: i will use a cup, then throw it on the electronics
Garth: YEAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wayne: fuck it you think there's a judging panel for this shit?
Garth: well, i don't want to pee on the couch.
Garth: then, where will i sit to eat?
Garth: fucking savage.
Wayne: I plan on sitting on people I fucking hate
Garth: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Garth: !!!!!!!!
Garth: WE HATE!!!!!!!
Wayne: carve an ass groove in their fuggin' forehead
Garth: ASS GROOOVE!!!!!!!!!! YEAAAA!!!!

Garth: ok. back to work.
Wayne: yep