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[becetongles]

Can not say I give much of a shit about taking part in this beta testing, but I will have to say one thing: it is downright impressive that this app can work on this phone of mine.

I did not realize that apps could run on flip-phones, especially when the internet usually takes nothing short of fifteen minutes to load google. Regardless, I imagine the rest of you have your overpriced and unnecessary phones and other suchlike devices, but for the sake of sating my curiosity have any of you found this app on things that otherwise should not be able to run it?

[Yes, he typed all of that on his cellphone, his flip-phone dinosaur of a cellphone. So, naturally, all his replies will take quite the while to reply. Mashing the same button over and over again to get a single letter takes time, after all!]

Comments

[sonofpatriots]

If it's a present from your dear uncle, that means you're going to friggin' use it. Got it?

Boy, must I remind you that you're talking to a man who does his own stunts in his movies? I'm not old and senile yet, kiddo.

Now why are you up on here being a complete twat? Not even the good kind either.

[becetongles]

I heard they're good for holding music, I guess I can use it instead of my CD player.

Yeah, yeah. You like dancing with death. I suppose I shouldn't forget this about you.

And here I thought the famed actor who does his own stunts had a thicker skin. Not down for a little banter, I suppose? Maybe your age has you getting soft, if not a bit saggy.

[You called him a twat, he's gonna show you a twat, true bratty Estée style.]

[sonofpatriots]

[Oh, Estée. He's lucky that Adamska considers him to be his "favorite" if only because of his mood swings.]

How cute.

Careful, Estée. I might end up dumping some of these 'baby pictures' of you out here in public if you keep sassin' me. I'll show you sagging, Estée! You wasn't always such a hard-nosed bad ass, especially not as a toddler.

Now get your ass in gear and get ready. I'm taking Amadee and you out for the day.

[becetongles]

[Estée is like a wound up yappy dog when he's like this. All fluff, and very little teeth.]

Please, you do not have any baby pictures of me. We met when I was well past my diaper stage. Your threat does nothing!

Oh are you? Where to? I'm starving.

[As always. Estée is a very hungry boy.]