Fatass is now talking to Bess on the phone while Bitchface is in the room. She is now leaning against Fatass's bed because I gave her the look of death. Both of them smell like tobacco from their "walk", so I want them to be nowhere near me. It's bad enough they're in the room.
But the first thing out of Fatass's mouth is that "Oh, Bitchface went back to her room to do homework." LIAR! Unless I'm taking drugs (which I'm not, though I probably should be on some antipsychotics), she is sitting RIGHT FUCKING HERE AT THE SIDE OF HIS BED LIKE A FUCKING PUPPY. Now he says she's not feeling well due to issues going on personally. Yup, so she comes here. Maybe if I
So yup, Fatass is talking to his barely legal girlfriend... oh yeah, I forgot to mention that. He's 23. She just turned 17 a couple months ago. They've been dating over a year. I can't wait to see this guy on To Catch A Predator. Chris Hansen would have a field day with him. So anyway, he's talking to Bess and lying to her about her presence in the room. Way to go, schmuck.
And now here comes the fireworks in tonight's program. Bess says something that pisses Fatass off. This causes him to spout verbally abusive shit about how he's going to smack her the next time she's here. Lovely. Ladies and gentleman, the abusive redneck. So now I'm going to listen in to their conversation.
He wants to know why Bess is jealous of him and Bitchface. MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE SHE'S FUCKING HERE EVERY DAY! I would be to, you fat fuck! And then he's just rolling his eyes and brushing it off like it's nothing. But he does have a point. She does have nothing to be jealous about, because Bitchface is too old for his tastes. Oh, and now he's sorry. Sure, buddy. We'll see what happens when you talk to her tomorrow night, you swine.
AND NOW HE'S WONDERING WHAT'S BOTHERING HER!!! Jesus Christ you inbred fuck! Don't you listen at all? And now he's getting pissed about her saying, "I'm pissed about nothing." Because she realizes it does no good to argue with him. "That's what you're thinking," he says angrily. Wow, he's a hillbilly mindreader! Amazing! Read this, fuckhead, "YOU. ARE. A. DOUCHEBAG." That's what I'm thinking you preteen sister-fucking prick. What right does he have to be angry with her when Bitchface is over here every god damn night. Jesus Christ.
And now he goes ahead and slams the window open and closed. URRGGGH... FATTY ANGRY!!! FATTY SMASHHHHH! He has a bit of a problem believing she's not just saying "nothing" to get him to shut up. I'm having a bit of a problem not taking a carving knife, chopping off his tits, and choking him with them.
"Would it make you feel better if I only saw her for meals?" I don't know about Bess, but it'd make ME feel better. But Fatass is a greedy fuck, so I'm guessing that's not gonna happen.
And now he wants to know what she did in school today. You know, HIGH SCHOOL. Be right back; I'm going to go throw up now....
Okay, I'm back, and it seems the conversation has died down. Now their conversation has bored me, so I'm done with this. I'm putting my headphones in and praying he doesn't start trying to talk to me once he hangs up. We're going on an hour and a half of conversation and the past 45 minutes have been relatively tame, so I'm about to wrap this up. Hopefully this gives you a better picture.
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