The Love Machine:
Valentina has me all wound up.
Like she tied you up?
The Love Machine:
Fuck you Diva. This isn’t the time or place. This is serious.
The Holy One:
Translation: she left him with one untied hand to either text or jerk off. Dealer’s choice.
100% that’s what’s happening right now.
The Holy One:
He probably couldn’t seal the deal so she’s teaching him a lesson. You need to remember that you need to take the BLUE pills.
The Love Machine:
You know goddamn well that I can seal any-fucking deal! I don’t need ANY help!
I mean, you used to. But look at you now - all tied up.
The Love Machine:
STFU. This is different.
The Holy One:
Different how? Like she’s got three nipples different or something?
The Love Machine:
….
The Holy One:
…. What?
Alright, alright, calm down. He says it’s “serious” and “different”. Let’s give him the floor.
The Love Machine:
Thank you. And yes - it is serious. She’s what’s different. I’ve never met anyone like her. She’s got me all messed up.
The Holy One:
So you’re no longer slaying pussy? Or staying sassy?
Slaying. Eating. Fucking. Any of those work.
The Love Machine:
Fuck you guys. But also… yes. She’s immune to my mojo.
Ahhh. There’s the real crux of this issue.