Post by Chris Grayson on Feb 2, 2016 16:58:48 GMT -6
Did you not stop and think that maybe I was busy? That maybe I actually had important shit to do today other than sit around and entertain your ass? Hmm?
Post by Chris Grayson on Feb 2, 2016 17:34:31 GMT -6
I love it about as much as I love cheese-grating my hand. Where are we meeting up? This better not be some scam to get me on some journey to "better myself" or some shit.
Post by Chris Grayson on Feb 2, 2016 17:39:13 GMT -6
Damn straight I'm an asshole. But I'm an awesome asshole. Enough that the world would end if I crossed over to the nice side. Besides a cute and cuddly Chris would be boring as hell. Also why do we always have to go eat to hang out? Screw that let's go to a club. Clubs are a hell of a lot more fun.
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Post by Chris Grayson on Feb 2, 2016 17:44:10 GMT -6
I'm not just a princess; I'm the most badass princess. Get it right. And if by "science" you mean your "delve into the female anatomy while I sit like a complete shit on the sidelines," then no. If we're going to a club we're making damn sure we can both have fun, lovely as watching girls dance together is. We're going to the Pulse.
Post by Chris Grayson on Feb 2, 2016 17:49:13 GMT -6
*Badass diva. Jesus Riley, come on now. I'm sure you'll be delving into pants in no time. Or someone'll try delving into yours. And even though I'm shit, I'm not the kind of shit that sits. I do stuff and spread it. I'll be at the Pulse in twenty minutes. Don't be late, even if it's "fashionable."