Haha, kind of a contradiction in terms, right? So we all know that I wrote 6’5″ creepy guy yesterday letting him know that I was opting out of actually meeting him as he was uber inappropriate in his texting to me on Saturday. I fully expected a shitty response. Maybe some name calling, or immature digs. Nope. Not what I got. What he did opt to send, in a very overly verbose message back was a retarded excuse. And I do mean retarded with a capital R. While we were texting on Saturday he wrote something that didn’t make any sense at all, so I called him out on it. He blamed it on his phone. Uh, okay. So guess what got blamed for his gross references on Saturday? Yup, his phone. I just hate when phones type shit out all on their own. Oh wait, they don’t. So his phone is old, so he’s a bad texter, so the screen is cracked, so his phone is outdated. Uh, first of all, then get a new one dipshit. Furthermore, although newer phones are called ‘smart phones’ I don’t really think that they’re smart enough to actually string a succession of inappropriate words together and send them off of their own accord.
Such a dumbass. So although I was impressed that he didn’t call me shitty names, I’m loving the 3rd grade response of ‘it’s not my fault’. Oh, and of course he asked, since he explained ‘the misunderstanding on his intentions’, did I want to meet?
Really? We’re having drinks on Thursday…………