Jack left his phone in the bathroom after the party. Did I mention, he threw up in my fridge and didn't clean it? Yeah.
I used his phone to change his voicemail greeting message. In a very dreamy, spaced-out-stoner-girl voice (I come by it naturally) I said "Yeah hi, um... Jack's not here? He ate all my peyote buttons and jumped out the window. If this is his girlfriend, I'm sorry for boffing your man. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time, you know? Everclear will do that."
Let that be a lesson to you - don't barf in people's fridges.
I used his phone to change his voicemail greeting message. In a very dreamy, spaced-out-stoner-girl voice (I come by it naturally) I said "Yeah hi, um... Jack's not here? He ate all my peyote buttons and jumped out the window. If this is his girlfriend, I'm sorry for boffing your man. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time, you know? Everclear will do that."
Let that be a lesson to you - don't barf in people's fridges.
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ha ha ha Awesome!
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