Wednesday, September 30, 2009

my friend sam.

so our boy brian is getting married out in manchester (new hamp). sammy, out of dc, is meeting up. here's a little dialogue...



Sams: Brian is getting amrried this weekend
me: wtf?
hahhahaha
nah dude
you drunk?
his wed is on oct 31
right?
Sams: it is
holy shit
me: hahah
you didn't F up on tix did you?
Sams: yes I did
me: dude....
DOOOODE
so you got a nice weeekend planned in manchester this wknd...
Sams: kill me


Sams: FML
I'm functionally retarded
maybe not functional
me: hahaha
i think you're awesome
Sams: well, I appreciate that
me: hopefully you can just make a phone call and get the dates switched
Sams: no
have to go this weekend
cat is also meeting my parents
who are there


Sams: maybe my brain made them the same date out of convenience
me: yeah, that sounds logical
Sams: right...
me: epic, man
so you going to come out to the wedding too?
you'll get to hear me frack a bit on the piccolo
Sams: ooo
nice
yeah
I'm going to try my hardest
me: word
i'm sure brian will understand either way
Sams: yeah
he knows I'm an EFFING SPACE CADET

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