The boys are just asking for it today, aren't...
Management: Hey boys, we're forcing you to answer questions on OUR twitter cause we don't trust you to be on your own.
Liam: Okay I can deal. I'm daddy direction, not like I was going to do anything bad anyways.
Niall: Aw, poo poo, might as well answer a question about management and make it look like management is an angel and never does anything wrong.
Louis: FUCK THE POLICE, IM GOING TO TELL THE WORLD I MEASURE MY PENIS ON THE 1DHQ TWITTER. SUCK IT MANAGEMENT. That's what you get for forcing Hazza and I apart, LOU OUT. -snaps fingers, throws phone and storms out of tour bus, management following with shot guns-
Zayn: What's this? 345734589 clean tweets, OH LOOK, THIS ONE SAYS COCK, FUQ MANAGEMENT, I DONT EVEN NEED TO ANSWER THIS ONE, AHAHAHA :) x
Harry: -about to answer a perverted question-
Management: Okay I can't. Get away from the phone/computer Harry. I don't trust you anymore then the last two idiots. Move.
Harry: -snaps fingers like Louis and goes and pouts in the corner-