Devil's Domain Page #2

Oh, my god,

this is gonna be epic.

You know, um...

This isn't a costume party.

Like, duh?

What?

What do you want, freak?

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

It's all over her face.

This is the grossest thing

I've seen in my entire life.

This is so gross.

Oh, god.

I'm gonna throw up.

I actually feel bad for her.

I don't, and you

shouldn't either.

Kill yourself.

Oh, my god.

I hate her so much.

Oh, no! She is not.

She is, she is.

She is!

Oh, my god!

What a nasty dyke!

Ew!

Puke!

Oh, my god!

This is priceless.

Do you know she wishes it

was you doing that to her.

No thanks.

Oh, my god. I cannot wait for

the entire school to see this.

She's totally gonna

kill herself.

Well, yeah, maybe this

wasn't the best idea.

Are you kidding?

This is gold.

Yeah, if we posted this, she might,

like, kill herself for real.

So? She should

kill herself.

Yeah.

I don't know.

What is there to think about?

She humiliated you.

Am I right or am I right?

I know I'm right.

So can you like edit

this all together?

Like a highlight reel?

We can start with her binging,

then cut to her puking,

and then we can cut to her

shoving the dildo in.

Add some funny music, too.

This is the meanest joke.

Why're we doing this?

Don't p*ssy out on me now.

I just, I don't wanna

get in trouble.

This was your idea.

- Yeah, but...

- She humiliated Rhonda.

She told everyone

that Rhonda was a dyke.

And now she needs to pay.

Oh, my god.

I cannot wait for the

whole school to see this.

Uh-oh. What's up?

What's up?

I didn't think she'd show.

Girl, I know you put down

a bag of chips... down.

Give it to me, baby.

Give it to me.

Come on.

Give it to me, baby.

Oh, my god.

No, no, no, no.

My room's open if you need

somewhere to hide from all this.

We can talk.

Did you see her face?

What's up with you?

Oh, f*** my life.

Honey, honey.

Wait, wait, wait...

Now what's wrong?

What happened?

Let me see that.

Come on.

Let me see that.

That's on the Internet?

All right.

Oh, no!

That's...

That's cruel.

Who would do

something like that?

I swear to god, you kids...

You take cruelty to a

whole another level.

When I was your age, they

didn't have the Internet.

Didn't have cell phones, you

couldn't send things to each other.

Who would do that to you?

You can call the police

on these people.

Gross.

Can I help you?

I know you're in there.

Can you open the door, please?

Lisa, I know what happened.

I...

I don't even know what to say.

Look, I need to talk to you.

Would you please

unlock this door?

Just go away.

Mom!

Do you have any idea how

many phone calls I just got?

How long has this been going on?

Please don't!

Please what?

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