Yes Pissy Pristy, I mean you! Pissy keeps blaming me for all the nasty clones in the Pukes room (behind my back, of course) when she knows damn well it isn’t me. And of course, as soon as I call her on it, Pissy Pristy runs and hides. Actually, she runs and gets Snake or Worm on the phone.
It’s no big deal to accuse someone of making clones, but it’s about as low as it gets to deliberately frame someone else as a cover for the sleazy tactics of your friends. I can imagine Pissy Pristy applies this code of ethics in her real life as well. The kind of person that stuffs merchandise in her pockets when a storm knocks the lights out in Walmart or keeps the money when she finds a wallet, with no sense of guilt or shame.
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