A textual conversation's turn for the worst
Kenny: Will I see you tomorrow?
Me: But of course!
Kenny: You have a place to crash?
Me: Yep, Ryan's place. I asked David if he wants a ride up so that might be fun.
Kenny: Aw how cute. Is your bro and his beau coming?
Me: Yes they are.
Kenny: Hell yeah! My nipples are hard with anticipation for tomorrows mayhem.
Me: Me too! Geesh tater - i was just trying to be cordial asking David. Always nice to have the company.
Kenny: You sure get smitten with my college buddies. But we are all awesome so its understandable.
Me: Just trying to get closer to you, tater farmer. I heard your farm is worth millions.
Kenny: You bitch! These taters are mine! Then they'll be my sons one day! You nothin but a high maintenance potato digga!
Me: Well you'll have to speak to my lawyer about that, you spuddy-son-of-a-bitch!
