After we hang up, I'm like, "Shit! Who am I gonna take to see Ricky Gervais Saturday night?!?"
Five minutes pass. My phone rings again. It's Samantha.
"Umm, hi, I was wondering if it's possible for us to forget that I called before."
"I'm sorry?"
"Well, I don't want to break up."
"Okaaaay. Can I ask what happened in the last five minutes to change your mind?"
"Well, when I was doing it, it didn't seem right."
"Well, I've already moved on...I'm seeing someone else."
"I'm kidding! But you realize that I can't even send this out to my friends as an e-mail cause you'll sound insane."
"Yeah, sorry about this."
"No problem."
If she were a Gervais fan, I woulda been suspicious...but she's not, so she's just insane.
Rock On,
Aitch
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