One more thing—
A, if you’re reading this:
I’m ready to talk whenever you are.
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A, if you’re reading this:
I’m ready to talk whenever you are.
me: I’m in your room… alone…
A: I am pooping. One minute please.
A: Dictator Furby has arrived to FUCK YOUR DAY UP.
A: I am going to power spoon you so hard when I see you that I will redefine nestling utensil.
A: Ihf i txt lke that gye frum txts frum bennnt will you still luv meh?
me: No.
A: But all da betches be lickin mah nuts wen i roll dwn da hood
On a photo of two lions cuddling:
A: That is you, with the hairs.
A: I have infinitesimal swag.
A: you are a poop. Me: finally someone realizes it
A: WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP swagasaurus swagasaurus WHOOOOMP
me: What are you doing.
A: You don’t like my acoustic dubstep?
A: If we continue to burrito ourselves, it will be our demise.
A: Nom nom nom… Chomsky?
A: BLACK PERSON, BLACK PERSON!!
me: WHERE?!?!
Only in our suburb, where there are more lesbians in the high school than African-Americans.
me: I produce a lot of body heat.
A: Tiny radiator female!
A: Of course girls don’t poop. They just burp out little turds, shaped like rabbits.
Later, as he dropped me off and saw a rabbit on my lawn:
me: Look, a bunny rabbit!
A: Did you just burp?
A: I would only partake in butt sex if your life depended on it. And even then, afterward I would be so afraid of penises that I wouldn’t be able to take off my pants.
