"Textually assaulted"
I'm in dire need of some Text-Trex, treatment for the Textual Eruption my phone just experienced:
Totally perplexed by the previous texts...
Backstory or lack thereof: In DC for the weekend and grabbed dinner/drinks with my friend Ashlee or Assel in Turkish I suppose??? last night at Old Ebbitt's when Turkish Alex Freaky Deak approached us saying that he was learning how to speak to American women and could use our guidance. It might be the Nation's Capital but who are we, the United Nations of Deak or the Ambassador to Deakiness? We not so politely declined but hours later upon our exit, Deak, accompanied by his friend, followed us down the street saying he had been waiting for us all night. His friend apologized on his behalf for his deakiness and said they weren't really friends, just acquaintances. We chatted with Acquaintance Deak for a quick minute. Feeling slightly sorry he even knew The Jerk of a Turk Deak, I gave him my number as we got in cab. End of story.
Currently trying to get rid of the T.T.D. (Textually Transmitted Disease) my phone is suffering from.
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