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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 20, 2007 0:22:01 GMT
Jack lays upside on the couch in the living room, staring up at the ceiling for the past however long.
He had been staying with Charlie for the past few days seeing as Maddie had kicked him out 'cos he was supposedly 'being a pain in the ass'
He sighs, putting his hands behind his head,"Bored, bored bored." He mutters to himself over and over.
"Oi! You with the face who calls himself my cousin! Make me a sandwich!"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 16:06:03 GMT
"Make your own sandwich bitch!" I yell back, from where I was on the landing of the first floor, flicking bottle caps and over small shiny things off the edge and watching them stick and hover in the charm I'd worked out how to put there so things wouldn't fall.
"Cool," I grin to myself, looking out at the shiny object galaxy.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 16:11:55 GMT
"Bastard! I'm older and I'm your guest, make me sandwich!" Jack yells back, lacking the engery to get up and walk down the hall to the kitchen.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 16:35:44 GMT
"I'm busy, nobhead!" I yell back, fishing a few spare sickles I'd collected from around and about out of my pocket and flicking them out there too.
"Uber cool." I grin.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 16:55:17 GMT
"Busying doing what?! Charlie are you playing with yourself again?! Mate you gotta stop that, it's not healthy doing it every day!" He bellows from the couch, laughing,"Now get your skinny ass down here and make me a sandwich!"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 16:58:35 GMT
"Haha! Faggot!" I laugh, "You're just jealous that my skinny ass is so much better than your fat rear! Make your own fucking sandwich, you could use the excerise!"
I shake my head slightly, it was sad yet funny that most of our conversations turned to insults pretty quickly, and then flick another coin off the edge.
"Fuck, that was a galleon..."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:01:34 GMT
"Says the one who takes it up the ass nightly!" He yells back laughing harder,"Oi! My ass is twice as better then yours seeing as I have one! Don't make me come up there and beat your said skinny ass cos I will!" He grins.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 17:05:05 GMT
I snort with laughter, "Oh, you're just jealous cos I'm getting some!" I yell, laughing, "And I do so have an ass, it's just not big enough to have it's own government like yours!"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:07:54 GMT
"Oh gross! He doesn't deny it! Wait til MJ gets a load of this." He laughs,"How about I come up there introduce your skinny ass to my foot?!"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 17:10:18 GMT
"It's called humour, man!" I laugh, "I am not gay! How about I kick you out on the street to get molested by hobo's?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:14:51 GMT
"NO!! NOT THE HOBOS!" He laughs, falling backwards off the couch, landing with a thud on the ground.
"Ow," He mumble rubbing his head,"Oi! You with the face get down here and make me my sandwich!" He laughs.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 17:21:49 GMT
I laugh even harder as I hear a loud thud from the other room. "Make me bitch!" I yell down the stairs.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:37:17 GMT
"Fucker! Outta come up there and beat your ass!" Jack laughs, sitting back on the couch.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 19:31:07 GMT
"But you're too damn lazy so I win!" I shout, laughing.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 19:35:17 GMT
"Go choke on a ham sandwich beeyotch!" Jack laughs, throwing his shoe across the hall, hitting the wall.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 19:37:42 GMT
"Oooh, well done, Jack. One of your best comebacks," I laugh, running down the stairs, picking up his shoe and lobbing it back at him, "Watch it you bellend! You'll mark the walls!"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 19:44:08 GMT
"I know, I have talent." He grins, throwing his other shoe at him,"Fuck the walls, they need a paint job anyways, and now that your here...where's my ham sandwich bitch?"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 21, 2007 19:45:53 GMT
I duck out of the way of his shoe, "I think fucking the wall would be quite hard to do, but if you want to give it a shot, wait til I'm out the room." I stick my tongue out at him, "Your ham sandwich is in the kitchen, waiting to be made. Give over, Jack, I'm not making you a bloody sandwich."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 23, 2007 22:39:00 GMT
"You wanna see me try?" He grins, standing up and pulling down his zipper."Fucker, go make me my sandwich or I will bring the boys out for some air." He smirks.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 24, 2007 15:54:08 GMT
I jump to my feet and slide across the floor into the kitchen, "You're an ass! And a dirty one at that!"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 24, 2007 21:12:30 GMT
He laughs putting his hands down and sitting back on the couch,"Point one for team Jack." He smirks.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 26, 2007 16:26:35 GMT
"You cheated," I grumble, "I'm gonna spit in your sandwich."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 20:36:07 GMT
"Your just a sore loser." Jack calls after him,"Try it and your dead runt."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 27, 2007 20:01:51 GMT
I make a loud hacking spitting noise from the kitchen, then walk back through and throw the sandwich at him, "Eat spit jerkwad."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 28, 2007 1:21:53 GMT
"Fuck off ugly," He laughs throwing the sandwich back at him,"I don't want it now that it has your germs in it, I could become gay." He laughs.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Sept 28, 2007 16:37:12 GMT
I smirk and fall back into a chair across the room, "I win. And you can call me gay all you want, doesn't make it true."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 29, 2007 2:47:41 GMT
"You did not win, now get your skinny ass back in there and make me a ham sandwich goddamit, or I'll set the pink bunnies on you."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Oct 1, 2007 16:18:19 GMT
"How about you get your fat ass up and make your own sandwich? The pink bunnies do not scare me unless I'm pissed."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Oct 2, 2007 1:30:00 GMT
"Damn, the pink bunnies always work," He sulks sticking his tongue out at him,"No! I will not make my ham sandwich your suppose to! Now get your skinny rear into the kitchen and make it right this time."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Oct 3, 2007 10:40:00 GMT
"Dude, are you not old enough to be able to make your own sandwich?"
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