Saturday night, I was laying in bed, about to drift off to sleep when I hear my phone ping. Now, I normally don’t get late night text messages unless they’re from Nikki, but this ping wasn’t her ping. Are you confused? Anyway, I reached over and grabbed my glasses off the night stand so that I could put them on. I’m blind as a bat and didn’t feel like putting the phone up to my eyeballs in order to read the message.
Low and behold it was a text from a guy. It was a booty text at that.
text message: “So what do you want to do with your bad self?”
I didn’t even get excited. I immediately shot back with, “You have me mistaken for someone else. The only bad thing I’m doing is going to sleep before 11 o’clock on a Saturday night.”
I didn’t have to wait long for his reply.
text message: “Oops. Sorry, Cathalee. I thought I was texting Cathy. Have a good night.”
Figures.
And that, ladies and gentlemen was the most exciting thing that happened to me this weekend.
Peace!
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ahahahahaha!!!! that’s hilarious!!!! who was it from?! just kidding, you don’t have to answer me…
It was Steven. Dirty bastard.