Lesbian Pc Creek Doodles...... I Rly Hope That Tweek Looks Bit Muscular...

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South Park is like a TV-MA version of the peanuts

bad posture craig my beloved

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kenny loves hanging out with tweek because tweek always at the very least seems dismayed by his bad choices like usually when kenny goes “i bet you guys 20 dollars i can eat dumpster fish without throwing up” everyone else he knows is like “hell yes brother” but when he does that to tweek he simply becomes so distressed and confused and offers to just Give him 20 dollars to Not Do That and kennys always like “wow tweek…youre a real pal i’ve never thought that not eating dumpster fish was even an option you rule!”

Enter CRAIG

CRAIG: Ho, Tweek! Come hither. Hark, our courtship wilt end.

TWEEK: What? wherefore not?

Enter STAN, KYLE, KENNY, DAVID, and BUTTERS

CRAIG: I prithee, Tweek, I am full of sorrow, yet we can no longer deceive ourselves. [turns to visage the gathering crowd] Aye, we are of the same inclination, but we are not meant to be as one.

TWEEK: Thee disavow our bond? What suddenly hath changed, craig?

CRAIG: ‘Tis just yond people art inevitably different. Nothing more.

TWEEK: Aye, and who in heaven's name is Michael? Pray, dost thou wish to enlighten me on this matter?

CRAIG: What? what doth thee speaketh of?

TWEEK: I did peruse thy missives when we ventured forth yesternight, Craig! I beheld what thou didst utter to this strumpet regarding thy intent to consort with him!

CRAIG: Stay, prithee, that is not what transpired.

TWEEK: I pray thee confess otherwise

CRAIG: Nay. Mark thee, we both dost know this is for the better.

TWEEK: Thou dost presume to subject me to thy feeble terrors! Thou dost impose thy will upon me to dissuade thine own guilt!

CRAIG: Stay, do not portray me as the knave.

TWEEK: [Begins to cry] Fie, thou art not the villain. Thou think'st thyself too virtuous to be some loathsome knave. For, 'tis from thy heavenly throne that thou canst better behold the folk thou usest as puppets.

CRAIG: [whispers] I do fear thou hast ventured far enough. Cease, for this pretense is superfluous.

TWEEK: Zounds! Dost thou think I have gone too far? Hast thou lost thy wits?

CRAIG: This condemnation was not a part of our design!

TWEEK: Marry Prithee, Craig! Our love was not wrought to adhere to a design!

BUTTERS: Aye!

TWEEK: [tears fill his eyes] I have been most grievously deceived by thee. I lay bare mine heart before thee. I lay bare mine affection unto thee. I embrace thee as mine lord. But, alas, I fall upon the sword. Thy sword.

Exuent Tweek

I love them so much

yhey are like mid 20s here

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