Zoey: yooow
Zoey: HAHAHAHAHA
Zoey: hehehe
Zoey: wahahahaha
Jackass: You done laughing?
Zoey: not yet hahhahaha
Jackass: I hope you fcking run out of air
Zoey: and i hope you freaking go to hell
Jackass: Ladies first
Zoey: ok go ahead ;)
Jackass: Fcking bullshit
Zoey: whatever jackie
Jackass: What the hell?
Zoey: i created u a name idiot
Jackass: Who said you can?
Zoey: me duuhh
Zoey: don't like it? i'll call you Cole 2.0 then
Jackass: Stop fcking shitting me
Zoey: blah blah i'm not kidding at all, Cole 2.0
Jackass is calling...
"What the fck?"
"Yes hello there Cole 2.0."
"What did you call me?"
"Which one? Jackie or Cole 2.0?"
"What. Did. You fcking call me?"
"Want me to repeat it?"
"That's why I'm asking, dumbass."
"Just confirming, buffoon."
"Fcking rude."
"Aha look who's talking."
"And, also, I got it from you thank you."
"Look who's talking what? Shit? It's you."
"Cole 2.0 I demand you to--"
"I fcking demand you to stop calling me fcking Cole 2.0!"
"It's Cal, goddammit!"
end call.
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wrong number
HumorZoey was about to check her book transaction on this certain online bookstore website when she dialed the wrong number and wrong person at the same time. { short story - epistolary - written in english }
