If you text me first, and I reply, ready to engage in coversation with your bored sorry ass, please at least try to put in some effort on your part to actually talk.
It's coversations like these that make me want to rip out every fucking follicle on my head: (Well no actually i wouldn't do that but you get the idea.)
5 star fuck up: hey/hi
My fabulous Swiss roll induced self: hiya
5 star fuck up: what's up?
THE PERIOD COLORED FLAG IS NOW RAISED. GET IT? OK NVM ILL GO CUT OFF MY AIR SUPPLY WITH YOUR DENTAL FLOSS THAT YOU FAIL TO USE.
My fabulous Swiss roll induced self: I'm baby sitting a kid that that would rather do the nae nae and sing rude at an alarming volume til 1 am rather than finishing his math homework and worshipping me. What about you?
5 star fuck up: lol nothing much
Well there goes my sanity.
To make a long story short. From that point i would proceed to tell that person that they are the reason crocs still exist.
Byeeeeee don't stuff your face with Swiss rolls bc thats my job and i think I have it covered
Have you ever been personally victimized by 5 star fuck up?
