Tag: perverted logic

“Wha – How?!”

“My hand just slipped!”

“Why is that assholes number even in your phone?”

“Well, remember that time you welshed on the arm wrestling bet?”

“I never agreed to that.”

“I know, but you did arm wrestle him.”

“He wouldn’t let go of my hand! He just grabbed it.”

“But eventually you gave in. And he beat you fair and square.”

“Yes and he demanded my phone so he could copy the info of every girl I know. To rape them in front of me, he said. So you think I should have given it over?”

“Well I guess not, but you know how I feel about honoring agreements. I felt bad for him…so I agreed to give him my number.”

“Jesus.”

“Hey! I saved your ass. He said he was going to beat you into the curb otherwise.”

“He did!”

“Just a little…he only sucker punched you and kneed you in the balls. I’ve seen him do worse to you. This was fair since he only got part of what you owed, right?”

“No! I hardly see how any of that is fair.”

“He really wanted your sister’s number…”

“…damn, well I appreciate you protecting her.”

“I mean, I did give her his number.”

“What!?”

“She tricked me! She got me to play truth or dare and then asked for the contact info of the guy with the biggest dick I’d ever seen. I couldn’t welsh. Not like some people.”

“Whu, bu, how do you even know his dick size?!”

“Silly boy. What do you think a man like him has been texting me?”