Two text threads for y'all to read.
Numero uno: Last night to Meg
Me: I hate this. 20:45
Me: I love you. 21:18
Me: Fuck you forget it you bitch. You won't even check to see if I am ok. I not I punch thru drywall and driink your wine. 01:47
No response yet.
Numero dos: To my good friend, call him Ike.
Ike: Any word yet bra. 07:12
Me: Huh on what honky. 07:12
Ike: Ur nut sack. 07:14
Me: I'll prob know this morn. 07:15
Ike: Cool this is weird i never thought id be concerned for a mans bag...especially yours. 07:23
Me: haha ok asshole I'll let ur bitch ass know. 07:25
Me: Cancer free for sure homie g spot on a cot tying a knot hoping not to get shot. 08:57
Ike: we're getting smacked a noche fag tag. 09:01
Me: Word up stupid fuck. 09:01