pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: a store owner was tacken a sign above his door that read 'puppies fer sale.' a lil toddler fuck was attracted by the sign an appeart betwixt it an the tacker

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: 'how much fer the puppies' the kid axed. 'anywhere from $30 to $50 little man'

the child reached in his pocket an pullt out some change. 'i gots two dollars thirty seven can i look at them plz'

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: store guy explains that the vet had examint the puppy an it dident have a hip socket. it would always limp an would always be lame

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: he expounds an says he'll give the puppy to the kid if he wants it so bad

little man gets all pist off an says 'i dont want you to give him to me hes worth as much as the rest of the dogs so take my 2.37 an i'll pay your sorry ass fitty cents a month till i pay him off'

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: 'but he will never jump an play with the big dogs' the owner says

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: the little boy rolls up his pant leg like theres gonna be a gang fight or some shit an theres a metal brace on his leg

'well i dont run so well my self an the little puppy will need someone who understands'

Gato: Wow. I can't believe you really met His Holiness the Dalai Lama.

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: yup

puncht him right in his hans moleman looken asshole too, acten like i dont understand bankei's miracle

nigga please

Gato: I... I want you to do something for me.

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: you are olive colort so if you expeck me to waltz around the kitchin table with you yer outta luck, i am wise to greek elder papooly an his perverse marriage games

Gato: I don't know what part of your brain you're missing that makes you talk the way you do, but I want to understand it.

Gato: This can't be all there is to you.

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: are you asking me to prom

because i am thirty

Gato: No, I want you to do something really simple. But first... tell me another story.

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: 'you can’t worry if it’s cold; you can’t worry if it’s hot; you only worry if you get sick. because then if you don’t get well, you die'

Gato: hold on a second
/begins drawing in dirt with stick

would you be opposed to doing a Rorschach test really quickly? I studied psychology when I was in college, so

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: you mean the squiggly faced hombre from the watchmen

no i wouldent mind doen that alan more was a pretty cool old deadly santa claus until he decided everybody wanted to read about fairy tale characters sucken each other off

i mean what the fuck seriously

Gato: *ignoring* Okay, what do you see in this?

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: sometimes i call scott proctor 'ozymandias' because when i look upon his pitching i despair

Gato: What do you see when you look at that blob? Like, what's the image that pops into your head?

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: an hare given birth to the ultimate warrior the wrestler from double double f

Gato: what the fuck

Kyle, be serious. For like, one second? Please?

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: i am bein serious that bottom part looks like the ultimate warriors face mask

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: i pattern my life after the teachings of the ultimate warrior

he has interesting thoughts on 'queering'

Gato: Stop it. What about this one?

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: the last boss from chrono trigger

haha an then i start thinken about the RAOWWWW noise shit in that game makes when its screamen at cha an i start laffin

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: whats wrong with thinken about chrono trigger

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: why are you doen this

Gato: Just tell me what you see. What the fuck do you see?

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: i see... a spreaden tree with shadows poolt beneath it

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: /stares at Cat

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: in the
end, it is simply a picture of empty meaningless blackness. we are alone.

there is nothing else.

Gato: /stares at Kyle

Gato: I want you to write me a song.

If... you would.

pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: deal

but if i do this you have to sleep with me, an not in the scott proctor way where i am cryen and have to stop for warter every four minutes

you have to sleep with me the kyle farnsworth way