Txt to Hope

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I think I've got it.

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You've got what?

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I was going to say 'you, babe' but then I realized you weren't even an egg when that song came out.

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Mr. Worthington, I am not quite following you... What the hell are you talking about and texting me about suddenly?

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I'm hurt. I thought we were friends. Co-workers. Co-conspirators. Co-operators. Co-existing.

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Mr. Worthington, I am in the middle of the long workshop on the roles of IGO's and NGO's in diplomacy... I do not really have time for games.

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Games? I thought we were having a conversation.

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I'm actually hurt. I didn't think I was but I just let a tear fall on my tie. It doesn't really go with the feng shui, so I'll have to buy a new one. Remind me to invoice you.

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I lied. I don't cry. That would involve having a heart.

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[insert random picture of shoes]

Do these shoes make my toes look fat?

[xp_trance]

Please go bother someone else?

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But you're so much fun.

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Go bother QQ. I am sure he will enjoy it.

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I don't feel like getting unsolicited dick pics today.

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Maybe he can send you pics of the bosom instead.