Michael: hey, assmunch
me: *sigh*
Michael: I require a "solid" offa you
Michael: as I'm very bad at planning, I require TWO sheets of text printed out
me: Oh-kay.
Michael: I can swing round later in my pimp-ride to pick them up. is this solid enough?
me: It is, I have a couple of questions, though...
me: 1) Aren't you at work? No printers?
Michael: nope, holiday today (hence the bad planning)
me: Okay, then...
me: 2) What about the printer THAT I FUCKING GAVE YOU FOR FREE?
Michael: out of ink (hence the bad planning)
me: You know what I do when my printer runs out of ink?
me : Guess.
Michael: rely on me to print your stuff out for you at the last moment?
me: GUESS AGAIN.
