Samantha:
[Heather kicks bathroom stall door to try and get out, Samantha has her pinned inside]
Say it.
Samantha:
[Heather kicks stall door again]
Say it.
Samantha:
"I'm a fire-crotch."
Heather:
What?
Samantha:
"I am a fire-crotch."
Heather:
How many football players put it in you before your mom got sick of having another tramp around the house?
Girl #1:
[Samantha pulls open the stall door angrily, then proceeds to punch Heather in the stomach]
Nice one.
Samantha:
[Heather is keeled over in pain]
If you know what's good for you, you'll run away and never, ever come back.
Samantha:
Got it, fire-crotch?
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