He needs a whore, I need some crack

edited January 2011 in Man Cave
My roomate and I have been drinking all night. Wine, tequila and his damn electronic cigarette. I seriously need a blast of the hard. The e cig is pretty good, even drinking. But I require the touch of damnation, mister badfinger, mothers milk. OH shit something just went down. My roomate is in my driveway talking to someone.

Door hasn't opened yet. What the hell?
He's still fucking around.
Hear a girl.
My roomate can be such a twat about these thing.s.
Incoming with girl.
She is a pro, and over 40.
But she is dialing me a 20.
Nice, civil, pretty cool.
I wonder what the hell is going to happen next.
Now she is in his room, presumably knobbing him.
What about my 20?
Waiting.
If this doesn't happen soon I am going to get pissy.
I think he can't get it on, drunk fuck.
Waiting.
Voices, what the hell do you need to talk about?
Get your damd dick sucked.
Waiting.
Done, did, time to get high.

C/O
"Maybe in vogon?"

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