I blame the rum and coke.
Jen: WHAT ARE YOU DOING
Jen: SHUT IT
Jen: hi
Jen: i'm very drunk
Jen: hi
Jen: WHERE ARE YOU
Jen: hell0o
Jen: hi? call me my phone is downstrairs
Jen: don' do it
Jen: hello'?
Jen: ok
Jen: ok bye!
Jen: hat is cute but no
Jen: okay echo is here but she hates it but i like it PIMP HAT yo wiki wiki wild wild west don't hate me bye bye okok we went to shark club and i had lilke 7 rum and cokes CALL ME DAMNIT ###-#### damnit
Okay. Apparently drinking 7 rum and coke's and 3-4 Miller Lites makes me want to instant message at 1:25 AM and be embarrassingly obnoxious and retarded. Meanwhile, Echo is standing behind me laughing because it takes me multiple tries to type each letter.
Dear readers, just be thankful I didn't decide to blog instead.
3 comments:
Alright, Jen, you were so hammered that I am pretty sure you did not understand english. I honestly suggested that you should stop drinking at the bar and then I suggested that we should not e-mail anyone. Did you listen? No! Not to mention that you would stop talking about lengths and measurements. LOL
Uhmmm... Did he even respond to you, did you imagine him IMing you back or...what...cause seriously. It's ok... err something.
How much did Echomo had to drink?
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