(Because there was no one else to talk to that day).
Me: Hey there, Radio! Whatcha doing today?
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed.
Me: Oh. Well, all right, then, what about Saturday? Want me to call Saturday?
Radio: Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything.
Me: I'm asking you about Saturday. And you know how much leaving voicemails freaks me out. Sometimes you're really insensitive, you know that?
Radio: I'm gonna kick my feet up. Then stare at the fan.
Me: Pretending to go comatose isn't helping, Radio.
Radio: Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Me: ...
Me: Hey there, Radio! Whatcha doing today?
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed.
Me: Oh. Well, all right, then, what about Saturday? Want me to call Saturday?
Radio: Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything.
Me: I'm asking you about Saturday. And you know how much leaving voicemails freaks me out. Sometimes you're really insensitive, you know that?
Radio: I'm gonna kick my feet up. Then stare at the fan.
Me: Pretending to go comatose isn't helping, Radio.
Radio: Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Me: ...
Radio: Nobody's gonna tell me I can't
Me: ...except for me.
Radio: I'll be lounging on the couch. Just chillin' in my snuggie
Me: ....
Radio: Click to MTV, so they can teach me how to dougie. 'Cause in my castle I'm the freaking
man.
Me: Oh God, okay, okay, I'm calling it. Next youtube sensation: guy wearing a snuggie learning to dougie from Jersey Shore or whatever shit MTV plays nowadays.
*intelligible oh's mixed with someone dying of laughter*
And for learning the latest of dance crazes, apparently.
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed. Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone. 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything. Nothing at all.
Me: Yes, Radio. We've established all of this already. Good for you?
Radio: Tomorrow I'll wake up, do some P90X. Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex. And she's gonna scream out: 'This is Great." (Oh my god, this is great)
Me: Except for she won't. Because I'll have killed her before you even get her naked. Do you hear me, Radio?
Radio: Yeah
Me: You better not be cheating on me....
Radio: I might mess around, get my college degree. I bet my old man will be so proud of me. But sorry, pops, you'll just have to wait.
Me: Umm...Radio? Not to be insensitive, but...well, your dad...he might not be able to wait much longer. I'm sorry.
Radio: Oh, oh
Me: Yeah...I'm sorry, this is a bad time, I know. Especially after that fight you two had...he just couldn't talk to you anymore so he came to me.
Radio: Yes I said it. I said it. I said it 'cause I can.
Me: ...
Me: ...really, you should think of apologizing.
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything...
*the next few lines of conversation were drowned out by intelligible cursing, screaming, and a chainsaw revving*
Radio: No, I ain't gonna comb my hair
'Cause I ain't going anywhere.
Me: Not even to see your dad?
Radio: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oh
Me: Radio, we need to break up. I can't believe how you're handling this situation with me, with your dad...anything. It's like I don't even know you anymore.
Radio: I'll just strut in my birthday suit, and let everything hang loose
Me: Do you really think taunting me with your naked body is going to make up for this?
Radio: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah
Me: ...okay, so maybe it sort of does. Want me to come over in an hour?
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything.
*for the sake of those involved, the last part of this conversation has been wiped from record*
Me: ...except for me.
Radio: I'll be lounging on the couch. Just chillin' in my snuggie
Me: ....
Radio: Click to MTV, so they can teach me how to dougie. 'Cause in my castle I'm the freaking
man.
Me: Oh God, okay, okay, I'm calling it. Next youtube sensation: guy wearing a snuggie learning to dougie from Jersey Shore or whatever shit MTV plays nowadays.
*intelligible oh's mixed with someone dying of laughter*
And for learning the latest of dance crazes, apparently.Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed. Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone. 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything. Nothing at all.
Me: Yes, Radio. We've established all of this already. Good for you?
Radio: Tomorrow I'll wake up, do some P90X. Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex. And she's gonna scream out: 'This is Great." (Oh my god, this is great)
Me: Except for she won't. Because I'll have killed her before you even get her naked. Do you hear me, Radio?
Radio: Yeah
Me: You better not be cheating on me....
Radio: I might mess around, get my college degree. I bet my old man will be so proud of me. But sorry, pops, you'll just have to wait.
Me: Umm...Radio? Not to be insensitive, but...well, your dad...he might not be able to wait much longer. I'm sorry.
Radio: Oh, oh
Me: Yeah...I'm sorry, this is a bad time, I know. Especially after that fight you two had...he just couldn't talk to you anymore so he came to me.
Radio: Yes I said it. I said it. I said it 'cause I can.
Me: ...
Me: ...really, you should think of apologizing.
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything...
*the next few lines of conversation were drowned out by intelligible cursing, screaming, and a chainsaw revving*
Radio: No, I ain't gonna comb my hair
'Cause I ain't going anywhere.
Me: Not even to see your dad?
Radio: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oh
Me: Radio, we need to break up. I can't believe how you're handling this situation with me, with your dad...anything. It's like I don't even know you anymore.
Radio: I'll just strut in my birthday suit, and let everything hang loose
Me: Do you really think taunting me with your naked body is going to make up for this?
Radio: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah
Me: ...okay, so maybe it sort of does. Want me to come over in an hour?
Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything.
*for the sake of those involved, the last part of this conversation has been wiped from record*
