Saturday, August 06, 2005

B.Y.O.H. (Bring Your Own Hennessey)

Ripsy: you're up late
JB: im xcunkdf gthan fuck
Ripsy: hmm?
Ripsy: english
JB: hennyeysy you know howiu t si
Ripsy: haha. a little drunk?
JB: hahaaiu very much
Ripsy: drink alone?
JB: withoi a jfiew people ate different downem alkie exacnt
Ripsy: type slower.
Ripsy: try and make words.
JB: haha, lil to tipoe is to be a vigrohne int heiuu eyie's of a salieor of thei y aliek
Ripsy: yeah, i understood none of that.
JB: ioiuye wilhl sya thihuso thought, por que, nigger. i say this as i satnad before you. hennesy is the huyshuyt
Ripsy: oh yeah?
JB: elixaytn
Ripsy: i would suggest you go to bed, but i'm laughing too much.
JB: adn the bestlpouat or fnit anlne, is liek thiksie or ofihtu iane aind; linanit lineage
JB: my fafmily tree sara
JB: its all iutoubt the hertigutgeoie
JB: andyt theywoi funyeyist thing of all, is the fuchunking french
JB: the fenyrchn
JB: abisoutliuyr sidk, cidck olesh
Ripsy: yeah...
JB: ue wlike having yeuouse tpoiuyth thought
Ripsy: I don't even know how to respond to that.
JB: stiits i llieikean havinhung sexoiew uo
JB: eilill coal you

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is gold. Gold. Goldy gold gold of heaven.

6:38 PM  
Blogger Ripsy said...

The best was the following phone call that consisted of him talking about sleeping with me and Tupac.

8:13 PM  

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