bagman:
Where are you been. I miss having you in my life.
me:
Dude, I've been around. Whatever. How have you been?
bagman:
I got arrested yesterday for kicking two guys asses who wanted to mug me. They're in the hospital now.
me:
Ah I see. Sprained knuckle joint, but not broken you'd be fine. Thorenson! You do realize you're using my hip as a seat.
thorenson:
It's because I want you to spank me.
me:
Dream on man. Why do guys always want me to hit them? I punched this dude in the arm the other night because he wanted to see how hard I could hit.
bagman:
I don't normally ask people to hit me but you, I want you to do it. I'm a trained fighter and I promise I won't hit you back.
me:
(Why is this happening again?) Seriously. C'mon. No.
bagman:
Do it. Please?
me:
Okay...
bagman:
If you do that again, that'll be it for me. I won't be able to stop myself from being all over you. I'll have to take you home right now. You can hit me any time you want. I'll give you whatever you want. I know people; I can make things happen. Anything. Anything. You just say the word.
thorenson:
God was it that good? Hit me too Cyd!!!
me:
Down boys. Watch my drink for a second.
thorenson:
Yes mistress.
bagman:
Can you text me "You've been a very naughty boy"? Please?
*smh* Well I guess I know who my first two clients are going to be.