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Scrapper and scavenger had been arguing all day long over which movie to watch either a western or a mystery I think we should watch a western scavenger shouted no we should watch a mystery. Scrapper shouted hook had just gotten back from his patrol. All he wanted to do was to sit down and complete silence and process the day he had had.
He walked in to see scavenger and scrapper in a heated argument over what type of movie to watch Hook had had enough. He grabbed the remote flipped on the TV to a pay-per-view channel. Let’s just say there are two humans procreating.
Disgusting scavenger shouted disgusting scrapper shouted, causing the two idiots to practically trip over each other as they vacated the room hook turned off the television
He had learned that trick along time ago that those two idiots were disgusted by human biology and that if he just wanted the TV to himself, all he had to do was to flip it to a human pornography channel, and those two motherfuckers would run screaming from the room, leaving him in peace and quiet.
Except sometimes peace and quiet was devastating to hook. Since he had their make shift living room to himself, he sat down on the couch, grabbing one of the throw pillows and hugging it to himself. He allowed his shoulders to shake, and the tears to fall silently staining the pillow. It had been a tough patrol shift. He let out a long sigh. Tossed the throat pillow back on the couch and made his way to his room. Where he promptly passed out on his bed, the end.