Debauchee Monologue

“Hello, what are you doing here? Don’t you knock?” I asked jokingly.
“Don’t you dare speak to me you lying, cheating, irritating, agitating, maddening, infuriating debauchee. Don’t think that I don’t know what is going on! They told me! They told me everything! You make me sick!”
“Who told you what?” He ignored me.
“To think after the chance I took with you, you go and have a fling with that guy. The nerve! What a fool I must have been to love you and to think! Oh, to think that you loved me! What a dope! What ludicrosity! And you, you twit, I have a bone to pick with you. Did you think that I wouldn’t find out? That I was so oblivious that I couldn’t possibly see what was going on? Well, I’ll tell you something Missy, I didn’t have to find