Hey, how’s it going? Great party huh? So where you from?
I guess It really doesn’t matter since about eight months from now I’ll probably cringe everytime it’s brought up in conversation with someone else. But just for shits and giggles, where are you from anyway? Better yet, what do you do for living? This stuff will be good to know because I’m going to hate you and everything about you in about eight months. So let’s keep up with this mindless conversation that will eventually lead to us having sex later back at my place. I know we don’t see it yet, but this will be the biggest mistake in my life. So can I get you another drink?
How many brothers and sisters do you have? How old is your mom? Where does your Dad work again? What was your longest relationship you ever had? Come on, rapid fire, start answering all these questions because we need to build that spark, and force a chemistry that we will be pretending to have in order for us to justify banging the shit out of each other in about two hours. Seriously though, I think you’re simply ‘fascinating’ because you played ‘volleyball’ in high school, I really do!
Let’s take a picture together! Come on, this will be the perfect thing to rip-up in eight months when I’m cursing your name at the top of my lungs. CHEESE!
That was fun! We’re having so much fun getting to know each other, so are you ready to head back to my place to fuck the shit out of each other, I mean, ‘make love’? Let’s hurry, because we only have eight months to go until this is all just a horrible memory that I’ll want to erase from mind forever. Come on, let’s go!
Does that Tiffany's Diamond Necklace come in Noose?
Wow! Sex was great! I can’t believe how much we connect as people. I can talk to you all night, so let’s do a little pillow talk. Tell me about your family again, because I’m looking forward to coming into their lives, and getting to know them, only to have your father to say, “Stay the fuck away from my daughter” later on down the road. That’s going to be awesome!
What else can we do? Oh yeah, do you want to go ahead and cheat on me now or do you want to wait eight months until I really start developing feelings for you? Better wait. It'll make it all the more difficult and painful if for me that way. But I’m giving you the option to do it now, so we can get it out of the way…You’ll just wait to do later? that’s cool! We’ll in that case, let’s start falling for each other right now. I can’t wait until I have those thoughts about wanting to kill you! Weee!
So how many kids do you want? It really doesn’t matter because we’ll never have them together. Just tell me more about yourself because I want to pretend you’re my soul-mate some more. Keep on talking about yourself because I’m completely brainwashed right now because you gave it up to me on the first date like the little slut that you are, and will continue to be behind my back.
Could she have some rat-poisoning with her Sushi?
Guess what? I got a secret for you. When you were throat deep on my hog for 45min, I was just thinking about how I was going to spend close to $8000 of my hard-earned money on you in the months to come. Seriously! I’m going to take you out to a bunch of fancy dinners, numerous movies, surprise you with flowers. It won’t stop there because I’m going to also buy you expensive clothes, and spoil you with jewelry, only to look back in eight months on the $8000 I pissed away in the wind, while you and that dirty little man-pleaser of yours is washing another mans unit clean. How perfect is this going to be?
Well, I better be getting you home. I don’t want to keep you out too late. We've got a lot of agony and heartbreak ahead of us to get to, so I want to get a good night's rest because I won’t have one for awhile after this.
So, great! It was so nice meeting you, and I’ll call you tomorrow to spend money on you and have sex with you again. Oh yeah, thanks for ruining my life you filthy whore!
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