Koachie: dude yes I love you.
Karkat: WHAT. WHY.
Koachie: Shh, no tears, only dreams now..
Karkat: WHAT THE EVER-LOVING SHIT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
Koachie: Pap, pap...
Koachie: It's okay..
Karkat: I THINK YOUR DEFINITION OF 'OKAY' NEEDS TO BE LOOKED INTO.
Koachie: 1. The meaning of neutrality;
Koachie: to be calm, settled, or on a balanced level, being, oay.
Koachie: okay**
Koachie: Fuck.
Karkat: YOUR INABILITY TO BE A SMARTASS CORRECTLY GREATLY PLEASES ME.
Karkat: GOOD JOB, FUCKER.
Koachie: It makes me feel giddy inside.
Karkat: THAT YOUR ATTEMPT TO TROLL ME BACKFIRED HILARIOUSLY?
Karkat: YEAH, ME TOO.
Karkat: I'M SO FUCKING GIDDY I COULD SKIP THROUGH A FIELD OF DAISIES OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT.
Koachie: I was about to make a remark about homosexuality. Kudos, you beat me to it.
Koachie: I could hold your hand, too, if you want me to.
Karkat: YOU COULD ALSO SHOVE FIRECRACKERS IN YOUR NOOK AND WHISTLE A FUCKING JIG.
Karkat: OR WHATEVER YOU HUMANS DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME.
Koachie: That sounds surprisingly okay.
Karkat: WOW. YOUR LIFE MUST BE EXCEPTIONALLY MUNDANE.
Koachie: Yeah.
Koachie: Sometimes.
Karkat: SOUNDS PRETTY SHITTY.THAT MUST BE WHY YOU'RE BOTHERING ME, THEN.
Koachie: Yeah
Koachie: Pretty much.
Karkat: FUCKING FANTASTIC. GREAT TO KNOW THAT I'M THE SOURCE OF LIMITLESS FUCKING ENTERTAINMENT FOR HUMANS. I WONDER WHAT SORT-OF SHITTY THING I DID TO EARN THIS AWARD. OR IF I COULD TALK SOMEONE INTO GIVING ME A GODDAMN BOONDOLLAR EVERY TIME I PRETEND TO GIVE A FUCK.
Koachie: ...Huh.
Koachie: Karkitty seems upset~
Karkat: BRILLIANT FUCKING DEDUCTION, HUMAN SHERLOCK. AND YOU EVEN MANAGED IT WITHOUT A MAGNIFYING GLASS OR A STUPID FUCKING HAT.
Koachie: So you may think.
Karkat: I FORGET, YOU HUMANS LIKE TO HAVE A VAST ARRAY OF SILLY HATS.
Koachie: I thought they were stupid, not silly?
Karkat: THEY'RE EQUAL PARTS STUPID AND SILLY.
Karkat: HATS CAN BE TWO THINGS AT ONCE.
Karkat: DON'T BE SO NARROW-MINDED.
Koachie: Hats could be more than to things at once, then.
Karkat: YOUR INSIGHT IS INSPIRING. YOU SHOULD WRITE A BOOK.
Koachie: I could.
Karkat: YOU COULD CALL IT "CRANIAL ACCESSORIES THROUGHOUT THE AGES AND THE NUMEROUS THINGS THEY CAN BE AT ANY GIVEN POINT IN TIME, NOT LIMITED TO ONE OR EVEN TWO THINGS."
Koachie: I'm glad you don't press shift. Your fingers would hurt by now.
Karkat: I'VE GOT BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN TRY AND PUT UP WITH YOUR INCESSANT AND TRIVIAL MUSINGS *AND* HOLD DOWN THE SHIFT KEY.
Karkat: BUT HEY APPARENTLY I CAN PITCH MILLION-BOONBUCK IDEAS TO YOU EVEN IN THE MIASMA OF BULLSHIT THAT IS WHATEVER YOU MANAGE TO TYPE OUT.
Koachie: I'd hope so.
Karkat: I BET YOU'D HOPE FOR A LOT OF THINGS. LIKE MAYBE A TV SHOW ADAPTATION OF YOUR SHITTY BOOK ABOUT STUPID HATS.