Loki: Mobius is playing hard to get.
Loki: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.
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Loki, on the phone to Mobius: Do you remember that ginger root we got in the shopping last time?
Mobius, already suspicious: Mhm
Loki: Well, you know how they fig horses
Mobius, groaning: No, Loki
Loki: Wait, I haven't finished
Mobius: Fine
Loki: Okay, so, sometimes they fig horses
Mobius: No, absolutely not
Loki, voice rising: I'm not suggesting real horses
Mobius, sighing: Well, what are you suggesting?
Loki: One time I was a horse...
Mobius:
Loki: And what if I was a horse again?
Mobius, seriously contemplating his life decisions:
Loki: And this time, it could include figging
Mobius: Look, I know you had a good ole time last time, but you won't have hands
Loki: Pfft, please, that's why you'll be there
Mobius: Okay, I'm going for a drink. Talk to you tomorrow.
Loki immediately starts texting: So, I'll be a horse and you...
One mutual talks about figging, this is where my brain goes.
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Mobius: *puts on pride pin*
Loki: *gasp* You’re gay!
Mobius: *holds up his wedding band* WE ARE MARRIED
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Mobius: You can't just "I'm a little guy" your way out of this one.
Loki: Yes I can fuck you.
Mobius: Please... Use commas.
Loki: Yes, I can fuck you.
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Mobius realizing Loki was telling the truth
Mobius: I suck at apologies, so...Unfuck you or whatever.
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