So while I was driving back home from work, I received a text message from Byrone asking me to check my inbox. I get back home rushing towards my laptop to see what's up with him, and the email I checked from him doesn't exceed 5words, these were his words...
I am getting engaged, prostitute.
.... and I was like who are you calling prostitute? So now that you have an official girl in your life you're calling me prostitute.... oooh fuck, he got ENGAGED.. Fuck off Byrone, you'll always be a cheap gay with raw toulalan hanging down there.
I know your engagement wont last long and no I'm not happy for you.
I am getting engaged, prostitute.
.... and I was like who are you calling prostitute? So now that you have an official girl in your life you're calling me prostitute.... oooh fuck, he got ENGAGED.. Fuck off Byrone, you'll always be a cheap gay with raw toulalan hanging down there.
I know your engagement wont last long and no I'm not happy for you.
