cousin: So i got good news and i got bad news today
me: OK.
cousin: I got laid the other night... Thats the good news
[Now, this particular cousin is not someone who has this experience often, so I can see why he was eager to share...I just would have preferred he share it sometime, I dunno...NOT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING NIGHT?]
Anyway...
me: Congrats, I think.
cousin: Ya except... I dont remember shit i was to fuckin wasted my friend who walked in and said hand check and we didn't resond...Told me bout it after i told him i woke up smellin like sex and wondered why
me: What's the bad news?
cousin: I dont remember shit
me: Well that's a sticky wicket.
cousin: ya id do her sober so thats not the bad part...I just wish i remembered
cousin: Better news is im drunk and drinkin with her again
me: Yet you're still texting me?
I didn't receive any more texts after that, so he must have realized that his energy could have been better spent on better endeavors.
I have also received late-night texts from this individual explaining how difficult it is to climb down a ladder with clenched butt-cheeks. I have no idea...
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