My ex ex boyfriend calls me at least twice a week, just to chat. I mostly entertain him by railing on about whatever I am mad about in the moment. For instance, this week's rant ... "If a man would cheat on women who look like Eva Longoria, Sandra Bullock and Elin Nordegren, who wouldn't a man cheat on?" I demanded that he reveal all of men's inner thoughts. My ex ex boyfriend instead defended his fellow men by saying that those men had hordes of gold digging women throwing themselves at them left and right, and that given the sheer volume of those gold digging women, that those cheating men weren't really that bad. He pointed out that they didn't cheat with all those gold digging women, just a few. He said something like ... "Cheating with a dozen out of 1,000 isn't too bad right?" Yeah, this is a typical conversation which he and I would engage in. Back and forth ... volleying irate questions and stupid answers. All of these conversations are mostly in good irate fun, but I really would like better explanations than he gives.
Anyways,
After insulting each other on facebook last night for all of our friends to enjoy, he texted me:
Ex Ex B: Tell me u miss me!
Me: Not until u tell me how much u miss me.
Ex Ex B: U gotta go first cuz I text and asked first. Its in the rule book.
Me: I'm the only rule maker here.
Ex Ex B: Well i miss u like u wouldn't believe.
Me: Yeah, i don't believe u but its sorta nice of u to lie.
Ex Ex B: I'm not lying. I do miss u or i wouldn't call u.
Me: Ok then I miss u a little every now and then too, but that's not why I answer your call. I'm mostly bein' polite.
Ex Ex B: Liar.
Me: Dreamer.
(Yes, he knows any and all of our conversations are fair blogging game. He doesn't care what I tell yall.)
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