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Me:
*phone rings, LOUDLY mind you* What the fuck?
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Brandon:
That's a lovely greeting.
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Me:
Do you realize what time it is asshole?
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Brandon:
Um...*checking clock I'm sure* like 3.
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Me:
It's exactly 3 you dickfucker.
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Brandon:
*silence* You verbally abuse too much.
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Me:
Only when I'm woken up at 3 in the fucking morning doucheface.
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Brandon:
Uncalled for!
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Me:
Is there a reason for you calling cockdick?
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Brandon:
I'm bored. Is there a reason for your name calling?
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Me:
I'm irritated.
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Brandon:
That simple?
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Me:
Yup.
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Brandon:
*silence* Cockdick?
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Me:
Just got that?
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Brandon:
You must be tired.
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Me:
Naw really? IT"S FUCKING 3!
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Brandon:
But I'm not tired.
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Me:
Remind me to beat the shit out of you at school tomorrow.
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Brandon:
Why would I do that?
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Me:
Because if you don't, and I remember, I'll fucking kill you.
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Brandon:
You'll go to jail.
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Me:
God damnit. FUCK!
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Brandon:
I'll let you get back to sleep.
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Me:
Well. I can't now thanks to you.
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Brandon:
Welcome.
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Me:
I hate you so much.
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Brandon:
Well, I'm lucky you still love me then.
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Me:
*silent thinking of a retaliation to what he said* God damnit.
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Brandon:
HAHA! I WIN! SCORE 1 FOR BRANDON!
