"Harry, we can't do this anymore." Wheatley says shoving his spatula up his horse ass.
"Do what?" Harry asks with fresh gay in his voice.
"This. You know me and you." Wheatley says gesturing between him and Haz.
"But...But... Why not?" Harry asks falling to the ground, crying.
"Because I'm not gay anymore bitch." Wheatley says sitting on his sandwich
"Well this makes me day moist." Harry says trying not to accidently suck Wheatley's dick.
