Upon my return from zee bars...
Me: What are you doing?
Boy In My Bed: Just hanging out.
Me: No, why are you in my bed?
B.I.M.B: I dunno...?
Me: Get out! You have your fucking shoes on too!
TARD In My Bed: ...oops
Me: Get out!!
T.I.M.B: Really??
Me: Yes, you're stupid get out.
... The next morning when Devon inquired about his questionable game plan, instead of playing the blackout card, he manned up and confessed loneliness.
Credit is due. Kudos for honesty. Strategic fail.
Atleast he didn't prematurely eject out of his pants
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ReplyDeletehe probably definately did, wash your sheets girl
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