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.)