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Okay everybody its 10pm, this is episode J…. Q? O? … So he’s
gonna come back real soon, and I hope you enjoy what he does. Remember this
wouldn’t work if he wasn’t already a fucked up piece of shit. But I really
enjoy making it work for me too. As you know.
*gasp* oh my god, okay ok ok I hear his car coming. The mods
know to text me whenever I hit my limit, my coin limit for this episode, so if
you guys like what you hear—if you guys like what he’s gonna do to me, then
just keep giving. Um. Limit tonight is—WHAT?—Really?
10k. And of course the escape clause still stands, if I—if I
die, then youns get your money back.
10k is a lot of fucking coins, but the deal is if I reach
the limit, I can stop for the night, and the money will go into my account so I
can save up enough to get outta here. Or, if I die before then, then my
troubles are over anyways. Either way I’m almost outta here.
Okay. Gonna go into the kitchen now, and leave this here so
you all can hear what is going to go down. We’ll probably end up in here, if I
don’t piss him off too much. I don’t know how fucking wasted he’s going to be.
Oh what the fuck. Today? Hey, can you fucking hear me? Yeah
you. Yeah. Why don’t you take a fucking guess. Yeah “why am I being like this,
don’t be that way,”—give me a fucking break. What the fuck. Yeah hold on a
fucking minute…
(Fucking wasted again; this will be a good episode for you
guys)
Being like this? You have to ask? My back is still fucked up
from last weekend when you came home like this. Remember? I pissed blood for
three days.
Don’t remind you?? You hurt me! You said you’d stop this!
You are so goddamn fucked up. *gasp* “Get off my back you
fucking cunt?” you really just said that to me? Fuck you. You drove home like
this, you fucking imbecile? You’re gonna kill someone one of these days, you
know that right? It’s not even that late man—how long have you been drinking
and using? You left work and went straight there, didn’t you?
Hey! Don’t fucking push me aside. Oh and the surprises keep
coming, huh? Yes you have been! You look like fucking tony montana; I can smell
the fucking coke from here, you smell like a fucking gasoline pump. How much
money did you spend tonight?
Don’t walk away from me!
Yes it is my money too godammit, since I’m the only one who
can hold down a fucking job around here.
Your dinner? Your DINNER? Fuck your dinner. I didn’t make
you one.
I will scream at you!
*slap*
*up against the wall*
You love this don’t you, you fucking pathetic excuse for a
man. You love hurting me—hearing me beg you to stop. I get it, it’s the only
way someone like you can feel any sort of power. So go ahead and do it. I
couldn’t care less.
*choking*
A challenge? No it’s not a challenge to you, it’s an
absolute fact. There’s never a moment in my life that’s without pain from you,
and you know this. And you love it, don’t you? You love how I just keep taking
it.
*slap*
You motherfucker—*spit*
*slap, slap, slap*
Okay!! Okay! I’m sorry for getting my blood on you. I’m
sorry.
*scared*
I’m not making you hurt me—you’re doing it yourself.
You said you loved me. I don’t understand. Please, please
stop it. You’ll get the cops called, if the neighbors hear.
You’re really scaring me, please—you’re hurting me
*choking*
Please. I’m sorry for
being mad at you, for talking bad to you. I--it’s just I worry about you, you
know? When you’re out doing drugs and drinking and you come home like this, I
said you’d kill someone one day and I meant it.
Please don’t say those things. I know I’m nothing but a
burden to you; I’m sorry. I’m sorry—please stop hurting me baby, please? I’m
begging you.
Make it up to you—h-how? I can start dinner if you want? I
could—oh… that… please baby, please, my head and neck really hurt, from you
slamming me into the wall. I can’t give you a good one right now…
*pushed down wall* I know… wifely duties… I’m on my knees,
okay? Please be nice, be quick? Please?
*wall thumping facefuck*
[Text tone] – honey, please, it’s my friend Maude. May I
please answer?
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