Wednesday, January 2, 2008

TEE HEE

Me: I'm thinking about getting a tattoo.
Him: yeah?

Me: Yeah...actually i want to get your name.

Him: Stop lying.

Me: No really a tattoo of your name.
Him: You are such a liar.
Me: I'm serious! Ugh. Now I feel like an idiot. Thanks.
Him: You're serious? My bad. What made you decide to do that? And...where exactly would you put it?
Me: I'm thinking here... or...here *points* Nowhere readily visible, just on some for your eyes only steez. Bad idea? Or am i being "ghetto"? Be honest.
Him: Naw. That'd be sexy. Not too big though. Are you forreal??
Me: Yes i'm forreal! Of course it won't be too big. I got an image i want to keep.
Him: So...when you thinking about getting it?
Me: Soon. Once i find a reputable tattoo artist.
Him: Ok. Would you want me to go with you...?
Me: Dude. I'm kidding.
Him: ...
Me: gotcha!
Him: I knew it.
Me: You did? Why did you get all excited then? You were ready to draw me a sketch and everything i bet.
Him: I was being nice.
Me: LIES
Him: Seriously i thought it was a little weird, but i didnt want to say it. I wouldn't want my name on you anyway.
Me: mhmm...you are such a liar
Him: No really it IS weird. ...unless you gonna do it.
Me: HA! ...I'm not.
Him: You are such a dork.
Me: It was an April fools joke! Relax!
Him: Its not April.
Me: Ok so you're just a fool then.
Him: Dude...
Me: Happy New Year! You totally want me.
Him: You wish.

2 comments:

rashad

Spin my V, smoke all my weed...

Miss Black River

Hehehe... that was high-larious. Tattoos are not what's ghetto, it's usually WHAT they say or mean.

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