[quote]Big Aristotle wrote:
If that was the best night of my life, I would kill myself.[/quote]
I was going for irony points. yeesh
[quote]Big Aristotle wrote:
If that was the best night of my life, I would kill myself.[/quote]
I was going for irony points. yeesh
Staying home and masturbating would of been more fun then that.
[quote]Joe Grim wrote:
Big Aristotle wrote:
If that was the best night of my life, I would kill myself.
I was going for irony points. yeesh[/quote]
Oh. In that case, I’ll throw you one (irony point, that is).
DB
[quote]Carlitosway wrote:
SteelyD wrote:
So last night, I was sitting here… reading… then, I heard something outside.
Turns out it was the wind blowing and it moved something, but then the phone rang, so I pick it up, “Hello?”— and this chick says “Hi, is Bob there?” At this point I’m like yeah, hot chick calling for Bob so I go like “Uh, no-- you have the wrong number…”
So at this point, there’s a little silence, just enough that you just know she’s gonna say something. So she says “Oh, sorry…” And I’m thinking oh, no problem so I say (in my regular voice) “No problem…” and we both hang up.
So by this time, I put the phone back on the receiver, but that wind is whipping up again so I don’t do anything because I know it’s just the wind, and I go back to reading.
Just as I’m getting to the last word on the page— I read it. Then I turn the page.
I’m thinking about the story so kept reading. And you know that chick that just called? Well, she doesn’t call back so I’m sure she figured out Bob’s number and called and they had some kind of conversation.
So then I’m reading more and next thing I know I have this itch… on my head. So I scratch it-- then, this is just crazy, I had an itch on my arm, so I scratch it! I’m thinking DAMN this is a great story but I can’t get comfortable, so I move around in the chair a bit.
That’s when it happened. I crinkled my toes and they cracked real loud, because they do that once awhile then I’m thinking I’m a little chilly-- and all of a sudden my arm is pulling the quilt up on my a little more.
Then I was warmer.
Good times, man, good times.
ROFL. Thanks nice way to start my morning.
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I’m glad someone can live vicariously through my wicked crazy life.