All day long yesterday, I heard the annoying beep of a cell phone. The beep that let’s the owner know they missed a call.

“Hey Roman, check your damn calls,” I said to my friend, sure it was his phone.

“It’s not my phone, Stewie. I left mine at home today. Sorry.” He replied.

“No need to apologize. It’s not your phone.”

“No,” he said. “I was saying sorry because now you have nothing to bitch about.”


  • Belle


    Fucker, but a SMART fucker.

  • it’s a fun time here.

  • Do you guys ever work, or do you sit around all day yelling at each other?

  • We yell at each other as we work.

    We multi-task.

    Oh, and I fixed your comment and deleted the other.

    Dammit, I love this wordpress.