greg, mouth full of potatoes: oh wow! these potatoes are amazing! like so good. not to overstate the tastiness of these potatoes but like they’re possibly the best i’ve ever had maybe?
tom, materializing in front of him: what the fuck did u just say? the best potatoes you’ve ever had? you unsophisticated plebe. i could cook u potatoes that would be a thousand times better than these bottom of the barrel shit fuck potatoes. my potatoes would rock your goddamn world. you’d be screaming my name so loud that the neighboring lords and ladies would be able to hear you from miles away and then to shut you up i’d shove more potatoes in your mouth. bet you’d like that though wouldn’t u you sick fuck. god.
