Only the bitchiest messages.
I see what this is. Not responding to my texts. Not picking up my calls?! Huh?! Think you’re better than me? Think you’ve outgrown me? “Oh, I’m so cool. I’m doing something from San Diego.” Hey, FUCK YOU. All right? Having this sweet-ass kick back, I was gonna fill your sweet stomach and liver with alcohol. I was gonna fill your lungs with the finest marijuanas. For free?! Well, guess what, you’re not gonna be in the beer pong tournament, Moose. You’re gonna be a little cunt in San Diego, all right?! And then Alberto’s gonna come up and he’s gonna have a blast, and you’re just gonna be a big fucking asshole. And you know who else says that you’re an asshole? Julienne and Natasha, who will be attending this affair, and you won’t be there to say “Hello” to your old friends. Because I know how much friends don’t mean to you, you ass. Go… fuck a chicken. - Casey Stewart
Now, I KNOW you didn’t turn off your damn phone, you jackass! What the hell are you doing?! What is so important that you need to turn off your damn phone?! Okay?! I’m sitting here, in my house, and I’ve watched, like, three or four episodes of Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and now Full House is on, and I’m really bored, and I wanna do something, but you’ve turned off your phone! Well, you know what, just… just whatever. You know, have fun jerking off, or whatever the fuck you’re doing right now, ‘cause you know what, I don’t even - I don’t even wanna hang out with you anymore. Okay? I don’t even care. - Mikey Blunschi
