In my day, FaceTime involved a lot of tongue. Now you need two iPhones, a WiFi connection and a night of heavy drinking. Can you imagine the drunk dialling?
Hello, Laura? Hey baby, ish me...*hiccup.* Let's FaceTime, baby. Come on, give me some face.
Oh, yeah. You look so fucking hot tonight, baby. I must look shitfaced. Haha, get it. Shitfacetime.
BAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHFFFFFF!
Sorry about that.
Hey, who was that? I saw someone's shadow. Who are you with? What do you mean you have to go?
Hello?
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