I was making fun of Ryan for being such a dysfunctional neckbeard virgin
asshole when he hit me with some cold
reality. Apparently he was capable of the Modified Louisianna Thunder Sloopty, which when I was explained the meaning of which, thoroughly shat my pants, having passed out, failing to cope with the sudden, jarring possibility that someone could exist like this. It's no wonder he never gets
pussy. He lives in a limbo world. He's forgotten (if he ever knew) what it's like to get laid.