So Long
So i mean basically, lets be honest. That was a fucking joke.
Here's the thing: I'm really not that hard of a guy to befriend. Show some loyalty, be a nice kid, etc. Its simple.
But, as soon as you fucking backstab me, thats it. You're cut off.
So after careful consideration, no, i dont want to talk to you anymore and you really shouldnt be surprised.
Find someone uninvolved who doesnt think what you did was the least bit fucked up and maybe i'll reconsider.
Not.
As far as your partner goes, I have little to say. Guess i misread her as being a lot more unattainable and having a lot better judgement. Oh well.
If "one drink away from sleeping on the pavement" is really how you want to live your life, then these are the kinda things that happen.
Good for you both.
I'm not going to go standard here and say some terrible things about how i hope you both burn to death in a grease fire or something like that, because its honestly not worth my time. Shitty people find shitty people, it's kinda like gravity.
So anyway, thats all. Good luck with everything, enjoy your lives, and never talk to me again.
However, if either of you ever manage to score higher on an IQ test than your blood alcohol levels, please, fax me the results.
I'll buy the first round of "Mind Erasers."
Here's the thing: I'm really not that hard of a guy to befriend. Show some loyalty, be a nice kid, etc. Its simple.
But, as soon as you fucking backstab me, thats it. You're cut off.
So after careful consideration, no, i dont want to talk to you anymore and you really shouldnt be surprised.
Find someone uninvolved who doesnt think what you did was the least bit fucked up and maybe i'll reconsider.
Not.
As far as your partner goes, I have little to say. Guess i misread her as being a lot more unattainable and having a lot better judgement. Oh well.
If "one drink away from sleeping on the pavement" is really how you want to live your life, then these are the kinda things that happen.
Good for you both.
I'm not going to go standard here and say some terrible things about how i hope you both burn to death in a grease fire or something like that, because its honestly not worth my time. Shitty people find shitty people, it's kinda like gravity.
So anyway, thats all. Good luck with everything, enjoy your lives, and never talk to me again.
However, if either of you ever manage to score higher on an IQ test than your blood alcohol levels, please, fax me the results.
I'll buy the first round of "Mind Erasers."