So I was all like:
Ooo just you wait, damn you'll be sorry. (Okay Spammy lots of ideas, come on)
And Becca was all:
Bring it on!
S: Oh you're going to be sorry. (shit buddy, come up with something!)
B: Oh yeah? Go ahead and try.
S: Oh I won't try, I'll do. (bonus points for the star wars reference, but C"MON!)
B: Okay well I'll be gone for a few days.
S: Have fun eating the little potatoes! See ya later! (goddamn my brain hates me)
And so far I have come up with fuck all. I had this one idea where I was going to take a dump in her pillowcase...but I went into her room and I can't even find her damn pillowcase. Seriously, miniature civilizations could rise and fall in the cluttered landscape that she is somehow able to live in. Then I had an idea to post one of HER embarrassing pictures on my blog, (thanks facebook!) but there are no pictures considered as universally embarrassing for her as the one she posted of me.
So I'm kinda at a loss. I mean, it's not like she was mean and uncouth. Most of the crap about me was pretty spot on. I AM kinda predictable. I definitely like the amazing combo of pizza and a movie. I say "that's what she said" like 10 times a day (x3 if I'm drunk) and I definitely understand the importance of routine. So maybe I don't need to respond. I can just be a nice guy, take in the fun harmless way it was intended and move on. I could be unpredictable in the way that nobody would ever expect me not to try to get her back from poking fun at me.
So, here's some more good music.
So uh yeah sometimes I do this thing where I forget how old I am. I'm actually 25. Maybe I'm just anticipating my birthday?
....slightly embarrassed. Actually I think my twin brother was kinda offended for some reason.
And I'm still watching waaayyyy to much how I met your mother. It's just so awesome!
So uh, that's me. Stay tuned for next time when I talk about my POF dating experience!
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YUMMY! :D
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