::sighs:: So this guy Stache strikes again. Even when I think this he's out of my life he always pops back up to remind me he's not completely gone yet. He randomly texts me saying "send me a naked pic quik...plz". Oh yes, because the "plz" made it better. You know if that actually made me angry I'd tell him to kick rocks with Jesus sandals on...oh and I hope you stub you're toe as bad as I did. (No, seriously I stubbed my toe like a mutha last night and it still hurts.) But it didn't make me upset, it actually made me laugh. Yea, I know something's wrong with me...we've established this already. Instead I proceeded to answer like he asked for a regular favor, "um I'm not home right now, but I'm sure I wasn't the last person on the list so all hope isn't lost". Well I guess he took that as sarcasm because he said the convo was over. Honestly I like when we have these convos because I find out that I piss him off every time without even trying. I mean sh*t, you start the convo off retarded and I'll end it that way. Well I guess I should start buying him panties since every time we talk he gets his in a bunch. That's the least I can do right?
...it's been real luvs --->DEUCES
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