Early morning texts piss me off.
There you are, fighting Mike Tyson in his prime (and you still have both ears), or you're just about to nail that dream girl, and BEEP-BEEP-BEEP, someone decides to shatter that fantasy world with an inane text about their drunken antics of the previous night (who cares about that random bar skank you fanned on), or stupid plans for later (Us planning out an event taking place three days from now can wait a few more hours).
If I wasn't so tired, I'd reach through the phone and smack you.
However, the text this morning contained good subject matter, so I'm gonna look the other way on this one.
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