A real-life text message conversation with Marc.
CURTIS: Dear Marc, you should be less successful and work at _____ more.
MARC: Dear Curtis, Next Friday is my last day of leading camps so I will be back after that. Best regards, Marc.
CURTIS: This news is most excellent, I shall await your return eagerly.
MARC: I cannot, however, guarantee a plethora of my presence once school starts again.
CURTIS: Oh my word! Hopefully by that time I’ll have a real life again and not just a part time job at ____ anyway. Time, as they say, will tell.
MARC: Indeed. Well I wish you the best in your future endeavours. Do you have any leads on a new job perchance?
CURTIS: Not in the slightest! My goods and services are not in high demand it seems. I could service people with my goods, but that’s illegal.
MARC: Perhaps, but only illegal in certain locations. Have you thought of branching out? Internationally perhaps?
CURTIS: You’re right! I shall move to Amsterdam!
MARC: I hear the bunny ranch down in the states is quite lovely as well.
CURTIS: Delightful! Screw brothels, I’ll open the world’s first BROthel!
MARC: Screw the bunny ranch! Open the rooster ranch!
CURTIS: Rooster Ranch, eh? So basically, a ranch filled with cocks?
MARC: Exactly! What else could a woman (or man, I guess…) need from a ranch?
CURTIS: Welcome to Rooster Ranch, where the cocks may not be black, but they are big and outa control (for a small fee.)