I DON'T WANNA KNOW WHAT HE'S WEARING, GIMME THE FUCKING COMM, DEAD--
[he gives an oof! as he apparently trips over something and falls down, knocking over a pile of cans, judging from the racket but then he hears norman's angry voice and he's no longer whispering but shouting and trying to cover his ass]
omg edit button i miss you
I DON'T WANNA KNOW WHAT HE'S WEARING, GIMME THE FUCKING COMM, DEAD--
[he gives an oof! as he apparently trips over something and falls down, knocking over a pile of cans, judging from the racket but then he hears norman's angry voice and he's no longer whispering but shouting and trying to cover his ass]
Some dumb BITCH gave me your number!