Phone rings while I’m right in the middle of getting my ass kicked in chess by the lad. Guess who?
Yea…turns out, tonight was the night to drink. Ok. I tell her I’ll be over in a bit, after the chess game.
10 minutes later the phone rings again, but the chess game is not yet finished. I answer. The voice on the other side says “where the fuck are you”. Yea, ok. So, dummy me, I put on my shoes and head over.
Probably said some things that I shouldn’t have said. Took back most of it, but I tried. I’m just really tired ya know.
Girls…aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Vin Diesel would so eat my ass for breakfast and crap nuclear weapons or something. I’m such a wuss I swear.
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