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I've got a former friend turned very occasional dealer who's ALWAYS texting me... "Got dro" "got fat sacks" I get at least one a day.
I don't want to cut ties with him cause he's got good shit, plus he's chill as hell so if he wants to just chill once in a while I'm down to do that. But I'm broke as hell right now and can't afford drugs unless it's just throwing in a few bucks with friends.
So every time I reply, "Still broke".
It's lame. I'm like dude, I'll text you if I need something, otherwise just get at me when you want to chill, or to let me know you're out. You don't gotta remind me that you sell pot.
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Originally Posted by Mercury
Every gay man I've ever known would love nothing more than to get butt raped without warning.
Seriously, if I wanted to I could just throw the next gay guy I come across right up against a wall and give him an anal assault and he wouldn't complain one bit.
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