traffick boss: “why the fuck is dictator of dictatortopia such a pansy”

dictator of dictatortopia: “pansy, what does this word mean?”

traffick boss: “you’re a flower!”

dictator of dictatortopia: “in my country we give bouquets of flowers to the dukes whose gladiators win the slave battles every year. it is true, i am the winner here.”

traffick boss: “you should get raped on camera too!”

dictator of dictatortopia: “no.”

traffick boss glowers.