Duke:Sure you did…
Duke:Scale of 1 to 10, rate your day.
Posey:Seriously? You want to know how my DAY was? Why didn’t you just ask me when you saw me in the bathroom before?
Duke:Cause I thought it would be more fun to chat on our super-secret dating app that no one knows we’re on except us. And whatever tool you’re talking to.
Posey:I’m not talking to any tools except you. HA HA
Duke:And that one guy who didn’t message you first.
Posey:Can we please talk about the fact that you busted the porch railings and now have to fix them… Which puts my day at a 9 because that was HIGHLY highly entertaining.
Duke:Glad to be of service.
Posey:At least you own your stuff.
Duke:You mean “Own my shit?”
Posey:ha, yes.
Duke:Do you not curse?
Posey:I curse—you’ve heard me. Just try not to make a habit of it. I should have known you’d tease me for saying stuff and not shit.
Duke:I wasn’t teasing—just clarifying LOL
Posey:How would you rate your day?
Duke:Eh, 7. I’m pretty bored.
Posey:You’ve only mentioned being bored 100 times already. No doubt you’re bitching to EVERYONE.
Duke:Ha ha. Facts.
Duke:LOL, it has nothing to do with you and everything to do with the fact I can’t even take a jog on the street right now without someone calling the paps. I want to get this press conference over with so I can move on with my life.
Posey:Yeah, I suppose everyone is looking for you.
Duke:Yup. No one has seen me in public in a week, and New York leaked to SportsCenter that I won’t be returning. It’s a mess. Good thing I already got groceries.
Posey:Ah…
Duke:Question
Posey:??
Duke:WOULD YOU RATHER
Posey:Oh Lord, here we go….
Duke:WOULD YOU RATHER: Have no eyebrows OR Have a unibrow?
Posey:Do I get to pluck?
Duke:NO.
Posey:Do I get to pencil in the brows?