Friday, May 8, 2009

Straight Costs $25

This text dialogue comes from Jan from the Upper West Side a.k.a. Connecticut.

Text 1: "I can see the lights of your car. You are outside my neighbor's house fucko ... I can't go down the steps, you have to come get me"

30 seconds later....

Text 2: "Get your ass over here and ring my doorbell. What do I look like, some type of whore who runs to a car?"

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