Originally Posted by Kyle DeLexus:
I hate when someone texts me and asks if I want to do something tonight and I don't have their number in my phone. Always feels awkward saying "That depends, who is this?"
I got this text the other day from a number not programmed in my phone, here is what it read:
"A bird just ran into my car and I almost puked." And they never texted me again. I still have no idea who it was.
Originally Posted by Buzz:
Some guy ate 5 Bacon Cheese Burgers from Burger King. I wonder if he knows that's like 95g of fat... If it was Double Bacon Cheese Burgers that's like 130g of fat. Wonder WTH he look's like...
Originally Posted by Jilly:
I got this text the other day from a number not programmed in my phone, here is what it read:
"A bird just ran into my car and I almost puked." And they never texted me again. I still have no idea who it was.
Whats even worse is when you figure out that message was from a guy that is trying to hang out with your ex. He was "facebook stalking" her and she gave him my number when he asked for hers.
Originally Posted by Kyle DeLexus:
Whats even worse is when you figure out that message was from a guy that is trying to hang out with your ex. He was "facebook stalking" her and she gave him my number when he asked for hers.
Originally Posted by Jilly:
should have told him you'd meet him
:-) I just found out it was him and I'm in a completely different area of the state now. I told her that he wants to meet up though so we'll see how that goes.
I once received a text from a strange number writing me as if I were her boyfriend. I decided to be a complete asshole and proceed to reply to her and tell her what a total c*** she was and that if I saw her again she'd be sorry.
I still kinda feel bad about that one.
Yeah...I may have punched my ticket to hell there.
Originally Posted by topher79:
I once received a text from a strange number writing me as if I were her boyfriend. I decided to be a complete asshole and proceed to reply to her and tell her what a total c*** she was and that if I saw her again she'd be sorry.
I still kinda feel bad about that one.
Yeah...I may have punched my ticket to hell there.
My childhood best friend, with whom I slept over countless times, went on family vacations (including one to Chicago to see the Cubs), played NBA Jam, and traded baseball cards, is gay. He's engaged, actually.
That's so fucking awesome. I literally ran a lap around the house when I found out.
Originally Posted by Ultra Peanut:
My childhood best friend is gay.
That's so fucking awesome. I literally ran a lap around the house when I found out.
Here's truthiness: So was mine-well, my best friend from age 11 though about 14. I found out about 15 years ago (we would both have been ...31?). There's no way I would exert the energy to run (are-you-fucking-kidding-me), but I think I opened a bottle of Crown Royal in his honor.
