Rudy Brown

Nothing crawled up my ass I can assure you, I was born this way. Well thank you fucking Sherlock. Frankly I couldn’t care less where they’d be as long as they’re far away from my cabin. Whatever you say. If you want a list I could definitely give you one, but something tells me you wouldn’t give a fuck. As if I was privileged enough to have toys or believe in ‘Santa’.

But it’s funny, and if we can make extra booze money why not? I’d let you pimp me out, but let’s face it, I’m already pimped out. -He smiles- That is correct, I wouldn’t care. But as everything is, it’s just more fun when you’re drunk.

“I indulge in naps almost every day, and almost every day I’m woken up by some stupid person who feels the need to make excessively loud noises. That’s only a horrible reminder to where I am. I don’t know or care. His opinions are the last ones I want to hear about. I don’t know, leave?”

I can assure you, I have lots to show. Okay, you got me there, but they’re also primed and fake looking. Only time will tell. I like you.

I’m always on the wrong side of the bed, get used to it. Pretty sure Demeter is earthy too, but whatever. Yes, get educated in a stupid game that’s milking all the money it can off losers like you who can’t seem to let go of a cartoon that was due years ago. It’s just annoying to have people sneaking around your cabin, basically crawling on the floor to catch something that’s not real. It’s making people stupid, that’s what.

Incest isn’t something I’m interested in, but don’t think I’d miss a chance to pimp you out to some guy. Ever been to a paint club? Not one of those dingy little paint night things, but an actual club where people paint their bodies so they don’t have to wear clothes? It’s especially funny when there are windows around, leaves nice ass prints. But obviously that’s something to do when you’re drunk.

“Oh I know all about annoying campers here. It takes everything in my self control, which is pretty limited, to not drink myself to death while I’m here. Honestly if you get him in a good mood it’s not too hard to impress him. They drink like fish down here.”

“It’s true in a sense, I’ve missed not having to drink every second of the day while you were away, but I guess I’m going to have to start again.”

I’m pretty sure Bulbasaur would be near Demeter considering it’s a fucking plant. But why the fuck are people obsessed with this stupid game? It’s stupid.

“I don’t doubt you’d be annoyed with others around here. You’d be surprised how many people drink to the point where they’d impress Mr.D. But good job.”

Well, there’s too senses of body painting. One is totally sexual but seeing as we’re siblings, it’d be fucking disgusting. But the other body painting is really just a social prank. But I’m not too sure if you’d be willing to moon everyone at camp.

Well the main difference is that I’m better than all the California guys, so that’s point one, probably better looking, and more experienced. You’re funny.

“Especially this little shit hole, but yeah it is. Smart you because I am. Although it doesn’t take a genius to figure that out.”

I don’t think that’s flirting as so much as getting straight to the point, but fun either way. 

“You don’t have to worry about offending me, America isn’t my holy grail. It’s just a place to be drunk in honestly. Same to you.”

I’d teach you how to paint, but it’d be body painting.