Mar 24, 2012
TEXT: Hey girl, I'mma go over to Honeycutt's to play Mario. See you soon :)
TEXT: UM ,okay ..... sure I'll see you soon.
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TEXT: Hey girl, I'mma go over to Honeycutt's to play Mario. See you soon :)
TEXT: UM ,okay ..... sure I'll see you soon.
TEXT: Like I told you Quel, if you give me a chance, you'll see I'm not like other guys. Eight o'clock, you wont regret it, I promise.
TEXT: I have work
TEXT: I'll see you at eight ;)
TEXT: I said no Zeke don't you get that, or are you one of those sleezy guys that take no to mean yes? Because if you are you're worse than I thought.
TEXT: Miracles, dreams, they're all the same thing. What have you got to lose Quel? It's a free meal, if you don't like it, we don't have to do it again. If you like it, it's your choice whether you want to or not. Friday, Eight o'clock, where something nice. Oh, and wear a warm coat.
TEXT: Sorry my dignity comes at a higher cost than the price of a meal. I don't mind paying for my own things thank you.
TEXT: So, I'm going to take that as a "Why yes Zeke, I'd love to accept your dinner proposal!" Look Quel, I can woo a girl, I can court, I can go the whole ten yards - the flowers, the chocolates, the winning you over-sized bears at the carnival - but I need a little help here. What say I pick you up at eight?
TEXT: In your dreams it's going to take a lot more than a couple of lines and clichéd bull to get me to even consider wasting my time with you. That I'm even I'm texting you back is a miracle in itself
TEXT: Try make it a little MORE obvious that you totally dig me. And even though you're all barbs and hissing at me like some cat in heat, I'd maybe even accept your subliminal offer for hot steamy sex, but I'm sorry Quel. I can't, you're not a tranny. Well... debatable.
TEXT: Listen Zeke, as much as you think that the whole, I'm going to be a jerk, and pretend that we have some awkward sexual tension routine is going to work for you it's not gonna work on me. If you had actually take the time to know me instead throwing yourself at me the first chance that you got, maybe we could have had something, but now it's just going to be you and your hand it's really a shame because I'm sure even your hand is going to end up rejecting you at some point.
TEXT: Yo' Quel, did you leave your panties in my room?
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EW gross. You wish. I'm sorry but I make it an effort not to sleep with skeeze balls I guess it was from some tranny you picked up near castro street. But congrats on finally losing your virginity I guess.