This texting happened last night.


HB7: Whatcha up to?
Me: I was beginning to think you forgot about me there.
hb7: no. just curious.
me: i'm up all night studying for my exam tomorrow.
hb7: oh no fun. i bombed mine last week.
me: i know the feeling. what are you going to do to cheer me up after i fail this one?
hb7: shut up.
me: what. why. you have a dirty mind.
hb7: absolutely.
me: then think of something good and text me back what that dirty mind came up with.
hb7: K

Two minutes later i get a phone call...

me: hey...what's up?
her: nothing. i went out tonight and i haven't talked to you in a couple days and...yeah...
me: yeah i know. well i'm glad you didn't forget about me.
her: what are you doing?
me: studying....all night...(thinking, "i just said in the text what i was doing.")
her: oh. well, i'll let you go, but will you call me tomorrow?
me: did you come up with anything good?
her: what?
me: ya know...something good?
her: what's good?
me: you didn't get my text message?
her: what? let me check my inbox...

At this point i look at my phone and it's Abercrombie chick (she works there) and I'm thinking, "what the fuck...who the fuck was I talking to via text message???"

Her: nope...nothing...
Me: yeah i just sent you one like 10 minutes ago. oh well...my phone is a piece of shit...you'll probably get it in like 3 hours
her: or next week...haha
me: haha yeah probably. but yeah, i'll talk to you tomorrow.

After that, I start scanning my phone. I seriously thought the whole time i was texting, it was to this abercrombie chick since she's probably my main FB and loves to text message.

I finally find the number and it's Budweiser chick who texted me. (Ya know those chicks that walk around bars promoting their beer? They give you t-shirts and shot glasses and shit if you are drinking their brand...) I'm thinking, "oh shit...i've never talked like that to this chick."

Right after I find the number who texted me, I get another text message from her that reads, "I want 2 fuckin scream"

I responded by saying, "i normally charge for that kind of action."
Her: o really? u charge?
me: this shit ain't free ya know
her: i'm broke
me: i don't give out coupons or anything. and you still owe me (*we made out once*) i'm collecting next time i see you.

and the rest is just money. i can't wait til i see this chick again. unfortunately she lives about 2 hours away.

oh and Budweiser chick (7.5 with a stunning rack) does have a long term bf.

good one.

I recently realized that text messaging is a whole game of it's own.. reading some posts here made me move from losing targets due to weak texting skills to a much better place