I was all drinking on my own tonight and I felt lonely so I called Spitboke. Here's the conversation or thereabouts (she's in italics):
"Hey,"
"Hey yourself, who's this?"
"This is Tuesday Kid? Is this Spitboke?"
"Yes, who are you, how did you get my number?"
"You gave it to me the other morning after we had hot sex together. Don't you remember?"
"Is this Stephen again?"
"No, who's Stephen?"
"Are you one of his asshole friends? If you are my dad knows someone who will throw you out of a window."
"No, I just want to ask you out for a hot date."
"How do I know you?"
"I pulled you in Laverys. I was with the big guy who was covered in tattoos. The one who was calling all the other guys gay."
"Sorry still don't know you and I think homophobia is so lame. I've kissed girls before and I'm cool about stuff like that."
"Me too, I've kissed loads of girls."
(Here she did one of those asshole fake laughs to say she didn't find it funny)
"So do you want to go on a date or not?"
"I still don't know you."
"Remember I had a dog and you boked on my bed?"
"Up yours creepo I don't do stuff like that. I'm from the Malone Rd."
"Come on, let's meet next Tuesday and go to Cheapo Tuesdays at the Dublin Road Cinema? I'll let you pick the movie. And then we can go back to mine for other stuff."
"This is one of Stephen's friends! My dad will like totally fuck you up and stuff. And he'll make your parent's lose their jobs."
"I'm not Stephen, listen I thought we had a cool time together, not just the sex. I want to talk more to you. I've even shoplifted a bottle of Avril Lavigne's new perfume for you. I know that's what all you wee metal girls love."
"Fuck you, Avril Lavigne isn't heavy metal, she's punk rock."
"No she has some heavy metal stuff too. Listen do you want to date me or not?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Come on, what have you got to lose?"
"My Kidneys on the black market asshole. Up yours."
Then she hung up.
This isn't fair. I was really nice to her the other morning. I didn't even charge her for a new duvet. I'm going to write her number all over Belfast in the perviest toilets I can find. And if I do run into her da, he'll find out how those people he fucked up feel.
