Huh?
I don't want to "meet up" with you or your "boyz", regardless of how good of a massage you can give, Sir. How in the world did I get these 30-something divorcee followers? I don't care that it's your ex's weekend with the kids and you are wanting to have some fun, Sir, and I am not going to give you a call the next time I'm in your "neck of the woods."
Yes, it is cool that you got a new car, but I do not want to go on a drive with you. I don't care that you found my profile and think I "sound awesome." I. DO. NOT. LIKE. YOU!
I got told that I need charm lessons. Hahaha. This coming from the guy who -becaue I didn't want to hook up with him at 2 a.m. in Provo- said I must be "totally fat and only have [my] computer to keep [me] company at night." Yes, sir, that is exactly it; you read me so well.
StrangeOldMan847: hey there
Susannah: Hello.
StrangeOldMan847: how is u nite going
Susannah: Fine.
StrangeOldMan847: mine s great..now uu are here
Susannah: Oh gag!
StrangeOldMan847: how old yo anyway
StrangeOldMan847: I am 40
(Really? I would've pegged you for 15. Hahaha!)
Ok, so I admit that sometimes I get downright mean. They bring it upon themselves, really. My very very very favorite comeback was when some guy was mad at me for some random reason and went off in all CAPS for a while. "Why? Merely because I can beat down every single one of your comments with logic, full sentences, and correct spelling?"
Gimme a freakin' break.
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