Aha! You (and by "you" I mean Jameil's bully ass) thought that the days of the multiple posts were done. Nope. I had to blog about this because this shit kinda stuck me under the ribs.
I texted a friend of mine some typically ignorant shit that we frequently exchange. He responded and then I had something to say that required him to actually hear my voice. So I call him. When he answers, I laugh and say what I called to say. He lets out this deep sigh and says, "I'm at a get together, can I call you back?" You know: like I'm bothering him or something. So I laugh (thinking he's joking), and I say, "it doesn't SOUND like you're at a get together!" Another deep sigh and then, "It's a one-on-one get together. Now can I call you back?" As if I'm slow or something. Nigga call that shit a date!!
**Err????**
I must've gotten it twisted. I called. You answered. Silly me for thinking you were available to talk. And did you just play me in front of company? Okay. **clicking my tongue against the roof of my mouf and adjusting my bamboo earrings** I see how it be.
3 comments:
some people don't know how to act. that was NOT cute. for real. if you're texting AND answering your phone and you're on a date, must not be that good. but that could be just me (NOT). UGH.
oooh, he tried your life.
and his date's.
bonquisha with the bamboos!!! whatchu gon do gurl?? you can't let him talk to you like dat!!! *taps extra long lime green and blue glittery nails on the table then crosses arms*
Jam- right? He said, "I didn't want to be rude to you and not answer, but I didn't want to be rude to her either." Err? VOICEMAIL.
Stace- chile, please. I popped them press-ons off and went to work!
Post a Comment