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Post by Hal Jordan on Nov 13, 2012 19:47:46 GMT -6
...stop Guy, don't put your mouth on that! Hello? Dammit, voicemail. Helloooo. Where the hell are you, man? You're missing a hell of a time! So *hic* whatcha doin'? Me, I'm just hanging out enjoying life and - what? No. No! Guy. We don't need any h-*hic* hookers. - Yeah, hello? I forgot what I was saying but you totally need to get out here and join us man. You know you miss ussss. Oh no, I know what you miss. A certain cute blond. Nice rack. And a *hic* great a....wait, who did I dial again?
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Post by Hal Jordan on Nov 13, 2012 19:51:22 GMT -6
Damn, voicemail again. Uh, don't check that other message! I may or may not have had more to drink than I should have...or not have? I confused myself. Anyway, I didn't mean to call you earlier and I didn't mean to say you have a nice rack, not that it isn't nice! Not that I look at your rack! Breasts.
Boobs.
Crap.
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Post by Hal Jordan on Nov 13, 2012 19:56:52 GMT -6
Hey, Dinah sorry about those last two messages. Ignore those, but I really do have something to say, guess I've just been nervous. Here goes...I love you girl, I wanna knock green to black boots with you, lets make pretty blond haired babies girl. I been feeling this way for a while now and I know you know it; I see the way you look at me when we're together. You want it just like I want it *kissy noises* yeah, you like that? You want some of - "Dammit, Guy give me back my phone!" Hahaha oops, gotta go!
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