A/N: Fuck you, if you are who this is directed at. You've been going fucking on and on and on, flaming and ranting and whatnot, so shut the hell up, both of you. We know you don't like ANYTHING that isn't yours or one of your close friends. Shut it. If you don't like it, don't read it, fuck head. You're a clever one, stupid bitch.
Ugh, how can some people actually write like this?

Disclaimer: Don't own the Outsiders.

Ponyboy: OUCH

Darry: Aw, muffin!

Soda: This isn't original.

Ponyboy: What are you talking about?

Soda: This is random.

Ponyboy: Yeah, you guys are random! I don't know what your talking about, so I'm out. Actually not.

Soda: This is stupid because it's random and not original.

Ponyboy: Actually, I've never seen another story on here about someone going into Perkins.

Soda: What the heck are you talking about?

Ponyboy: Oh…

Soda: Yeah, so this is SO stupid!

Ponyboy: What are you talking about?

Soda: God, some people want to have fun and write random stories so I'm going to be a complete bastard about it! I don't care if I don't have to read it and there's people out there that actually enjoy it, ITS TAKING UP ROOM ON MY FRONT PAGE! (Flaps arms) MINE!

Ponyboy: What? People can write what they want, why are you being like this? Me for example, what I wrote turned into a book… Some people didn't like it, but some people did, so why complain?

Soda: BECAUSE I'M AN ASS AND I COMPLAIN A LOT!

Ponyboy: Yeah, your witty.

Soda: Sure am. I can write better than you ANY DAY!

Ponyboy: If you don't like something, why don't you just not comment on it?

Soda: Because I want to make sure you know that your stupid and that this is a waste of space! (Eats birds)

Ponyboy: Soda, are you ok? Soda? Soda?

(Soda doesn't reply.)

Ponyboy: Darry? Help me! (Turns around to see Darry making out with Soda.) WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL?