Cleaning out my text inbox.
Dude. Did you crap yourself? Glad you had fun.
Great to meet you, Mr. Fox, even though it’s sorta your fault I didn’t get any free beer. You know what? IT WAS ONLY *GOOD* TO MEET YOU.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, as well. What part of Columbus were you drowning your liver in this weekend?
Today is a test drive for the bacon. Hoping it doesn’t burn in the oven from all the booze.
I went the Vicodin route. Hope my sister’s kidney pain doesn’t flare up anytime soon.
Ha! I like it. That’s usually how I get my money, too, except substitute mom for sister and crotch for face.
Good morning, you hairy tard.
So essentially I should just start calling him Herpes
All I have to say is OMG that message is so annoying I’m never leaving you a voicemail again.
AGGGGGGHHHH SPIDER THE SIZE OF A SOCCER BALL
