Yeah, so again I’m bloated and waddling around like a whale on land, and lo and behold, my dear friend Tay decides to cross my path.
Tay : Hey, when you get to vegas, I want decent hot chicks. Deal?
M* : OK.
Tay : Remember, DECENT HOT CHICKS!
M* : Oh, SO I’M NOT A DECENT HOT CHICK?
Tay : err…
M* : SO I’M NOT DECENT OR HOT, IS THAT IT? HUH, HUH, HUH?
Tay : Whoah, chill the fuck out, PMS x 1000
M* : SO I’M UGLY, IS THAT IT?
Tay : …….
He still hasn’t replied any of my messages. Hmm…
p.s : It also could be that I slept at 4am this morning. I am such a nocturnal creature this week.