Pity, such a great title wasted on such a piece of shit.

Fuck you, Conscience.

            Oh still using an unclever gimmick and running it into the ground I see?

            Still copying off of my dad’s quips I see? You know conscience, the voice in other people’s heads usually tell them to do things, like kill the little girl in pigtails from church or something, the only thing you have ever told me to do was “shut the fuck up”, “quit your bitching”, and “how dare you think that Pauly Shore is funny.”

            See, what would you do without me?

            Ugh, are you gonna interrupt every goddamn article and bug me with your stupid, and completely meandering babble that just takes up too much fucking space on the goddamn paper?

            I’ll stop in every once in a while, but I’ll try not to bother the “totally, and hopelessly busy teenager and his masterful work of literary art.” Please, if I had a body of my own I’d jerk you off, but since I’m only in your head I guess I’ll have to get you back by showing naked images of Janet Reno fucking your grandma with a strap-on.

            That’s Disgusting! Why did you put that image in my head?!

            So you’ll listen to me and stop bitching ya little shit. Now shut your pie-hole and go to school I need a nap.

            Dick.

            Pussy. Hey look together we make the perfect couple. Ya wise-ass.

            Always gotta have the last fuckin’ word.

            Oh would you two shut the fuck up already?

            Who the fuck are you?

            Yeah, where’d that come from?

            Down here, it’s yer dick. Listen shut your fucking mouth and get off this damn computer, I’m in the mood for some porn.

            Oh great, now Dick’s here, this’ll be a great conversation.

            What’d you say ya fuck, ya?

            I said you’re a stupid little prick, and you never stay down, you ruin all my chances with a girl.

            Who ya callin’ little, Jiminy Cricket?

            Why I oughta-

            Hey, can I get back to my writing now?

            NO!

            Look, you are the one who stops me and Nick from having any kind of credible conversation with a female.

            He does have a point, you do spring into action a little early.

            Hey, you’re the one who drove Paige away from me and Nick!

            Hey, he’s right, you little bastard.

            Look, I was under a lot of pressure and- Hey, wait just a minute. Why the hell did you listen to me in the first place?

            Damn. Good point.

            You son of a bitch, why the flying fuck did you listen to that dumbass?

            Yeah, why’d you listen to my dumbass?!

            Oh fuck you both, I’m going to bed.

            Hey! Could you keep it down I’m tryin’ to sleep here.

            Go back to sleep stomach.

            Jesus Christ, always with the yelling at four in the morning.

            Why does my stomach sound like a Jewish uncle?

            Good question.

            Hmm…