text conversation #4

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Title: Waffles
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Song Of The Week: Hallucinating- by Elohim
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Time: 8:12am
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Gerard: onii-saaaan~!!!

Mikey: nope

Brendon: wh

Brendon: what the fuck.

Ryan S: ..?

Pete: what the fUCk, Richard?

Melanie: and the meme king strikes back yet again in order to ruin yet another one of our many, many conversations. congrats, wentz.

Patrick: that's my Pete.

Pete: you know it babe *winks* *fingerguns* *2 click sounds of the mouth*

Ashley: huh

Tyler: *sneers in cryptic*

Dallon: I kinda hate that I'm in this group chat but I'm afraid to block any of you.

Brendon: and why is that Tall Doll?

Ryan R: tall what now?

Dallon: i feel like my address has already been disclosed within one of your many conversations over text, am I correct?

Brendon: aw you know me so well!

Gerard: what kind of nickname is tall doll.

Pete: I read it as tal dal by accident.

Patrick: same here.

Gerard: why isn't "tall" just spelled like "toll" though?

Frank: 'cause "toll" is already a word.

Gerard: then why didn't they spell "toll" as in "tole"?

Melanie: Because Tole is a district held within Ethiopia.

Ashley: how... the fuck do you know this?

Frank Iero: ^^

Melanie: Google Earth is fun.

Ashley: ...ah.

Patrick: well, she's not wrong.

Pete: don't mind me, just looking up the definition of "toll"

Patrick: I really need to get you a dictionary don't I...

Pete: it's all I want for Christmas.

Gerard: why is English so CONFUSING.

Dallon: Gerard, i'll tell you what I tell my kids for every single time that they ask me a question that pertains to the English language..

Dallon: Google it.

Melanie: everything is better with Google huh.

Ryan R: HEY WHEN'D YOU EVEN GET HERE GERARD.

Gerard: ...

Gerard: OH YOU KNOW JUST ABOUT TWO YEARS AGO.

Ryan R: REALLY WOW I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE YOU UNTIL NOW HOW WIERD HOW STRANGE.

Gerard: YEAH WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP LOOKING FOR MILK TO SHOVE UP YOUR ASS AT THE GROCERY STORE EVERY GODDAMN DAY AND THEN MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, YOUD NOTICE ME A LITTLE BIT FASTER, YOU KINKY LITTLE SHIT

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