W'sup? The name is Johnathan, but call me Jay. South Carolina native. Low tolerance for shenanigans, and a high power level of awesome. Enter my zone, dive into the mellow. Diving
February 22nd
11:50 PM

Our typical “conversation.”

  • One of us randomly starts it.
  • You don’t respond for an hour or two.
  • You finally respond with the shortest message(s) know to mankind.
  • I try to make something out of it.
  • You send some suggestive picture with an irrelevant caption and expect me to fall for it.
  • I don’t fall for it.
  • You attempt it 2 or 3 more times.. Knowing you aren’t about that life.
  • The conversation abruptly ends, usually with my message being last.
  • I come to the conclusion that I love boobs and girls in undies as much as the next guy, but you’re fucking boring.
  • We don’t talk for another week or two, besides my notorious “sup nod.”
  • The process repeats.