You need to get out of my bed
You need to get up
You need to put on...
Did you even wear pants at any point
Last night?
Or did I pick you up at a nudist beach somewhere?
I'm so confused
Clearly, this was a mistake
Is that your natural hair color?
Is that a tattoo of a mermaid?
Are you a sailor or something?
This is horrible
I'm that person
I'm THAT person, right now
I have no absolutely no idea what we did
But I smell like maple syrup
And my skin has a faint orange hue to it
So I'm thinking we made love on a stack of pancakes
And then went tanning
Does any of that sound familiar to you?
Huh?
No?
Hello?
Oh God
Do you speak English?
...Fuck me
No!
No, stay back!
Apparently, you understand SOME English
Bad--Me, Bad
You--Naked, Bad
Us--Very Bad
Last Night?
Noche de Last?
No No No No No Naughty No No
What do you think the odds are
That my roommate found a man
Desperate enough to sleep with her last night?
. . . . .
Nope, I can hear her waddling in the living room
Please tell me you didn't leave your pants out there?
Oh god, why is my sofa cushion on top of my bookcase?
Did we not immediately come into my bedroom
Before engaging in--whatever we engaged in?
Is that my spatula on the night stand?
Is that a photo of my roommate's dad on top of my shoes?
She keeps that photo in her room
Oh my God--did we--
Oh no...
There's a note under my door
. . . . .
You should consider yourself really lucky you don't read English
Because this note...
This is what we call
Mortifying
Mor-ti-fying
No, no, no
No touchy
No touchy my body
We clearly did enough of that
Last night
During our reign of terror
Why is my phone going off at 8am?
. . . . .
Uh...
Do you remember me texting last night?
Was I texting?
Here, look at me
Holding phone
Pressing buttons
See this word
'SEND'
Was I doing that a lot?
I need to check my outbox
Oh God...
Oh no...
Oh I'm going to kill whoever invented texting...
What does this little--
My phone can take picture messages?
Oh God...
Oh no...
Oh that's you, isn't it?
And that's me, isn't it?
And that's...
Ohhh nooo...
You know
My last phone
Didn't let you do mass texts
That was a good phone
I should have kept that phone
. . . . .
Sooo...
I have to call a few...
...Hundred people
And tell them that apparently
Jenna Jameson stole my phone last night
While I was praying at an all-night chapel
So I'm going to get on that
And you need to get on
Getting dressed
Okay?
Comprende?
. . . . .
Look
I know you're sad
That you have to leave
Probably because you're in this country illegally
Because that's just how I roll
But last night was a mistake
Clearly, a mistake
And we need to move on from it
And move on with our lives
Okay?
. . . . .
Well...
I guess one more mistake won't kill me
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