Text; Amanda Y.

[oinks]

(Maybe somebody is tired of having her case file tossed from warden to warden without her permission, so:)

Inmates: how would you rank the wardens? List from best to worst.

Comments

[shiftedshape]

You're probably right.
But that was still shit damage control on my part.
Don't go telling people I'm impersonating people for the hell of it, alright?
It's not as if I can at the moment anyway.

[rank1]

What, you think I'd whore you out or something? No worries. Secret's safe with me.

[shiftedshape]

I'm more concerned about that possibility now that you've brought it up, actually.
Not even sure what you mean by it.

[rank1]

Not sure about what?

[shiftedshape]

I mean I presume you don't mean whoring *literally*.

[...Right?]

[rank1]

Dude... who do you take me for? That's fucking twisted.

[shiftedshape]

You do court these concerns when you, say, purchase a life-size doll of a real woman.
But you're right. That was rude. I will take you at your word.
Thank you, Travis.

[Even if he's just. So curious what Travis was picturing, there. That way lies more misguided pranks, probably.]

[rank1]

Hey man, it's my wife, if I'm allowed to take her off life support, I'm allowed to make a foam homage to her. Not the same as selling people. But thanks for the vote of confidence, though!

[shiftedshape]

[A slightly horrified hesitation later:]

...*Did* you do that?
Is that why you're here?

[rank1]

Hell no. I’m saying marriage gives you rights to do shit.

[shiftedshape]

I see.
Remind me to never get married on Earth.