(Some names have been changed to protect the tremendous
bitches out there)
Jim (1:33 p.
m.): Gym, later?
Bob: Hmmm no I gotta study
Jim: Lame Bob Lame
Bob: Whatever dude, you're in no position to talk. If we had planned on going, and I bailed - like some people I know - then sure. But you? no.
Jim: Lol oh Bob, I'm going to cut you, son.
Bob: Oh, but now I want to go. 4:30 sound good?
Jim: Umm... Sure are you serious or not?
Bob: Yeah, let's do it I'll blast my pecs, full steam ahead
Jim: All right see you then
Jim (3:06 p.m.): Fuck going back outside fuck the gym
Bob: Is that right?
Jim: Fuck ya dude fuck the gym fuck it Bob, and don't judge me
Bob: I shouldn't be surprised. You've set a new standard.
Jim: Oh shut your mouth lol I'll cut you it's shitty outside and I don't want to go back out there
Bob: Yeah, I know what you don't want to do, and you're a bitch for it.
Jim: I am a bitch Bob.
Bob: You've usurped Trevor as the tremendous bitch. Congratulations.
Jim: I'll cut you
Bob: No, you'd bitch out on that, too.
