Me: " did you get my facebook message?"
Steve: " Yeah, what message?"
Me:" The one about me giving the child a rebel fleet to blow the hell outta things?"
Steve : " Yeah, I love that one. Though I had no clue what you meant by it."
Me: " By the ways I sent you a drink to commemorate what I said."
Steve: "Sweet, rock on!"
Me: " Guess what happened!"
A: " uhhhh, let me guess. Someone from the past bit you in the ass?"
Me: " No way A, I tagged some random dude in my blog and they yelled at me at school."
A: " Wow I feel bad for that dude reading that one!"
Me: Steve, I tried to get what you profile picture means."
Steve: " Hey (censored!)!"
Me: " Oh well, Yo (censored!)! got any good memories that would make me happy to hear?"
My mother looking at me: " Ok Vitas, I am going to admit I am drunk."
Me:" that is good, first step is admiting the problem, what is your solution now?"
My mother: " Eat some more food and sleep."
My mother: " Lets play a game! we will all have indian names, I am flamming asshole! lets play a game!"
My mother's boyfriend: " It would be really pointless to join, she is drunk playing a drunk game that you could win sober."
Me: " Dude I had a sip of that beer and I wonder why my mother looks like a woman."
My bro: " I am His Imperial Majesty...... (i forgot the rest, it was way too long)"
Me: " Ok, this is really pointless, good night all"
My mother: " Lets play a game! we will all have indian names, I am flamming buthole! lets play a game"
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thanks squirt!
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