me: When is the wedding?
c: May 22nd, I believe.
me: Can't go. Just kidding.
c: I secured my date for that one and one in June today. I will not fly stag.
me: YOU HAVE A DATE ALREADY?
c: Ha, yup. Asked him today.
me: I don't even have guy friends that aren't married.
c: Well, this is just a friend. But he's pretty, so he will make me look pretty by association.
me: Jealous.
c: Ooor uglier? This may have been poorly planned.
me: I just used my brain to make an idea.
c: I mean that's what it's there for. Lay it on me.
me: I thought I sent it to everyone. Hold please.
c: That's a good idea! But you want to hear something embarrassing?
me: Yes.
c: So post-planning-cigarette, I was sitting on the toilet allowing my ass to wage a war on the toilet and was thinking about my bachelorette party (never gonna happen) and I totally want it Harry Potter themed. Harry stripper, quidditch cake, everything. Then I realized what I was thinking and where I was while I was thinking it and realized why I'm single.
me: BAhahahahahha. But it's also the reason why I love you so much.
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