the idiot

by bofa xesjum

what are you doing, roger? you can see what i am doing. yes, but why are you doing it? because i’m an idiot. oh, so, you finally admit it! did you hear that, natalie, roger has finally admitted that he is an idiot! hallelulah! i think we should celebrate. very funny, you guys. how should we celebrate? cake and ice cream? or pizza and fries? why not all of them? i like the way you think. did you hear that, roger? we are going to celebrate your finally coming out as an idiot. keep riding me. keep riding me, see where it gets you. but we are serious. we really are going to buy some cake and ice cream and pizza and fries. and since you are the guest of honor, we will let you choose what kind to buy. i don’t want that stuff, i want some different stuff. such as? booze and drugs and guns. booze is bad for you, we don’t know anybody to buy drugs from, and we are afraid of guns. do you want cake and ice cream and pizza or not? we are paying, so speak up now or forever hold your peace. i was an idiot to say what i did. i never should have said it. whatever. we will buy chocolate ice cream, all right?. no, vanilla. but chocolate cake. and what kind of pizza? pepperoni. and extra hot fries. see, that was not so hard. we will have a party, a good time will be had by all. it will be the first night of the rest of your life. wait, we have to dance, what shall we dance? what do you think, roger? no, he doesn’t decide , we will decide. the charleston or the hully gully? the mashed potato! keep it up. i won’t forget this.