computer games

[your_fatal_end]

sometimes brian sits in yanivs room, on yanivs computer, and i sit in deryls room, on derys computer...and we talk online to eachother, in the same house, just in seperate rooms...

xboysxofxsummer: damn boy
xboysxofxsummer: you always online
playsomepunkrock: you sexy beast
xboysxofxsummer: wheres your girlfriend tonite?
playsomepunkrock: gone still
xboysxofxsummer: out of town?
playsomepunkrock: yeah
playsomepunkrock: she went to georgia for some work thing
xboysxofxsummer: oh
xboysxofxsummer: what are you doing tonite?
playsomepunkrock: if things go right...
playsomepunkrock: you
xboysxofxsummer: haha
xboysxofxsummer: you so crazy
xboysxofxsummer: im drinking tonite
playsomepunkrock: i know
playsomepunkrock: really
xboysxofxsummer: yeah
xboysxofxsummer: im pretty trashed
playsomepunkrock: then it wont be hard to talk you into my arms
xboysxofxsummer: haha....that could be true
playsomepunkrock: could be?
xboysxofxsummer: i might actully be trashed enough to invite you over
xboysxofxsummer: and have a drink
xboysxofxsummer: ;-)
playsomepunkrock: shit youd invite me over sober
xboysxofxsummer: haha, you know it
playsomepunkrock: silly girl
xboysxofxsummer: so you game?
playsomepunkrock: game?
playsomepunkrock: i dont play games
playsomepunkrock: im for real

and then i proceed to send him pictures of my boobs via the internet...
we are some silly folks...

yeah, im drunk...slob it