A Conversation with A Twat
Mood:  amorous
Now Playing: Minnie the Moocher by Big Bad VooDoo Daddy
So Alexi called me today and the follow convo ensued... I'm paraphrasing in places because my memory ain't so good.

Me: Hello?
A: Hey there, Regent.
Me: If I start pretending not to speak english now...?
A: DOn't be a bitch. I don't want to fight today, okay? I just called to see if you were okay... I heard you and Nem weren't going to well.
Me: Gee whiz, thanks Alex. I'm fine but I've got to...
A: I can't believe that he went to Jack.
Me: You know old seven, he's like that.
A: Old seven?
Me: Um.. yeah.
A: You wouldn't be refering to what I think you're refering to, are you?
Me: Of course not.
A: So you're not refering to the fact that he has the signs of the seven deadly sins tattooed down his chest, are you?
Me: 'Course not.
A: Have you seen those tattoos?
Me: Nope.
A: Somehow, I don't believe that.
Me: You're crazy.
A: Hmm. You're amazing, you know that?
Me: That's funny, do you know how amazing Garrett is in the sack?
A: Speaking of tattoos, have you considered getting one? I always thought about a tiger for your inner thigh...
Me: Alex.... never, ever think about my inner thigh, ever again.
A: Why do you play coy? You know I could fufill all of your darkest fantasies...
Me: Sorry, Garrett and I already used the school girl costume.
A: Sooner or later, Regent, you'll give in.
Me: Or I won't, either or.
A: Persistance breaks down all walls.
Me: Except the invisible one mimes always bitch about.
A: WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR ISSUE, REGENT?
Me: Um.. pie. I like pie.
A: Regent. Just figure it out. You're not this person you seem to think you are. You're not little suburban good doer, you're an evil little vixen who needs to be my girl.
Me: God Garrett is sexy... what, I'm sorry, did you say something?
A: Must you turn everything in to a bloody farce?
Me: Don't even start with that again...
A: YOU NEVER TAKE ANYTHING SERIOUSLY!
Me: Funny, your dad says the same thing about you... except he says it's charming in me, annoying in you.
A: Why were you talking to my father again?
Me: Becauses he's intelligent... I talk to intelligent people.
A: Are you implying that I'm not intelligent?
Me: No. Why do you raise that implication? Does someone have a Freudian fear?
A: Don't fuck with me Regent, I'm not in the mood.
Me: But I thought I was SUPPOSED to fuck you before... god I'm confused. Speaking of fucking have I mentioned how good Garrett is in the sack?
A: I hate you so much sometimes.
Me: Good bye, Alex, and good luck in life.
A: I wish you whatever you wish me.
Me: Very logical.
A: Don't be so clever, you're a female.
Me: As is your mother.
A: What? That doesn't even make sense!
Me: Oh, I'm sorry, is your mother not female?
A: Shut up.
Me: hey, what happens if I push this button right here?
-click-

He's a tard.

I love Garrett.

Huzzah for Koala.

Loves loves and lovies,
Regent aka Katie