| Friend: |
Dude, let's go drinking.
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| Me: |
Nah, man. I took a mind boggling amount of drugs after dropping the boy off and have slept all day.
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| Friend: |
Word, you're all set to stay up all night.
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| Me: |
I'm pretty sure that it would be a bad mix at this point. Plus, I'm still tired.
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| Friend: |
I'll buy your booze.
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| Me: |
Tempting, but no. I've got money.
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| Friend: |
I'll drive.
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| Me: |
I'm safer driving drunk.
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| Friend: |
There will be women.
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| Me: |
There's always women. It's like pizza. You can dial one up. Hot, fresh,at your door in 30 minutes or less ready to be devoured.
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| Friend: |
I don't know any women that are like pizza.
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| Me: |
Yeah you do. Yours just have extra cheese, dude, with thick crust.. the bad kind.
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| Friend: |
Are you going to make me say 'please?'
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| Me: |
I'm in the middle of a self-induced drug overdose and a sinus infection. Don't beg.
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| Friend: |
PLEAAAAASSEEE. You're the most fun person I know.
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| Me: |
You're pathetic. No.
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| Friend: |
You're a bad friend, dude.
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(YAY, so everyone has hated on me this weekend for doing the right thing.. oh well, time for more Rx and sleep) |
