Okay... I bet you can GUESS...
THAT'S RIGHT! THIS IS GOING TO BE ALL ABOUT PAAAAT REEEEILLLLLYYYYY!!! Wow, I spelled that kind of weird, it's like, when you read it you're going to be all like, "What? Pat REEEALLY?" But that's not his name! Haha. It's REILLY. Because he's Irish sounding. I've never actually talked to him. But like I say in my bio, I hope to change all that.
So, here's a story that my friend told me about Pat today. Okay, so she's over at the Emory swimming pool cause Atlanta is like SO HOT. I mean, crap it's hot, really. But NOT AS HOT AS PATTTTTTTTT.
(haha, i don't even KNOW how to read all those T's. Sounds like one of those Maracho bands or whatever--you know, the ones that bring you salsa?)
Anyway, so she sees him, right? And he's walking in with two, like, REALLY skanky looking girls. One was wearing this swimsuit that like really didn't cover her boobs, it was so funny, like big boobs are really funny. Cause everyone thinks that guys like them, but one time I was talking to this one guy and he said that he didn't. Like them I mean. But then he asked to have sex with me and it was kind of like, "What? But... were you EVEN telling the truth?" Guys=dumb.
So, yeah, this is turning into a deep journal or whatever. But... I digress.
So anyway, he's there with these skanks and she calls me on my cell (my friend, NOT Mrs. Giganto-tits). So she's like, "Oh my god! Pat's wearing this really tight black speedo!" And i'm like, "No way! Can you see anything?"
But apparently then he jumped off the high dive and did this really cute, like, kicky thing like he was afraid he would drown. SO CUTE.
Uh, that's about it. He was laughing a lot too, apparently. I bet he had a good time. Pat, I really like having a good time too! Call me! Tee hee.