My friend, PGS sends me a text.
PGS: Hey! I read your blog post.
Me: Which one?
PGS: Why? Why? Why?
Me: Liked it?
PGS: Well, who is this SP that you have mentioned?
Me: Someone. You don’t know her.
PGS: Are you sure that it’s not me?
Me: Seesh, narcissistic much?
PGS: Go jump! It’s just you’re always going on about how I need to put make up and I started doing so recently. Hence…
Me: Relax. It’s not you.
PGS: Good. By the way, check out my new Facebook pic.
Me: Uh…huh..
PGS: What?
Me: Nothing.
PGS: Tell me!
Me: It’s nothing.
PGS: Dude, either you tell me right now or I come over to your place and strangle you!
Me: Fine. It’s the lipstick.
PGS: What about it?
Me: Nothing, just an observation.
PGS: Dude! Tell me right now! Is it too much? Or what?
Me: Just saying, you know…
PGS: What? What? What? Tell me! This conversation isn’t over!
Me: Seesh, what shade is that? Crack whore red?
PGS: Dafaq! I’m gonna kill you! Just wait till I get my hands on you! I’m never ever gonna put make up henceforth! You wait and watch Mister!
Me: Hehehehe
A Diary Of A Whiny Guy 