CG and I were returning home from watching a god awful musical.
*We reach our apartment door*
Me: Dude, open the door.
CG: I don’t have the key.
Me: Who locked the door when we left?
CG: Well, it was… Oh wait, it was me.
Me: No sh*t, Sherlock.
CG: Jeez, you don’t have to be a bitch about it!
Me: Whatever! Quit stalling.
CG: Let me search my jacket.. Wait, not in this pocket… Where did it go?
Me: Don’t tell me you lost the key?
CG: Chill man!
Me: If you’ve lost the key, I’ll bitchslap you. I’ll bitchslap you with a pistol. I’ll pistol whip you. I’ll pistol whip you till you’re my bitch. You got that?
CG: Jesus! Man, you have violent tendencies.
Me: Uh..Huh….. I wonder why….?