Did I really….
Call him and tell him we were going to insurrection after cheese to see if he wanted to go?
Did he really…
Ask me what I was going to buy?
Lord. Alcohol is bad. He told me he couldn’t go with us because he was in an evil mood and would be better off just going home to watch Donnie Darko and thinking about me. He also said he couldn’t wait to remind me of this phone call on Monday.
Jeez.
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