Fun with McMatty and Wife

So as you can tell, Matt and I text back and forth a lot.

Here is the latest installment. (Everything in parenthesis are little pieces of the story that I feel you should know)

Matt: I'm going to the Alpaca Farm. I like them because they spit LOL. (He goes to do the HVAC twice a year, the woman requests him)

Me: DON'T BRING ONE HOME! (She's always trying to give him one)

Matt: You take the piss out of everything! LMAO!

Me: That's what I live for.

Me: BTW, the stupid car did that battery thing again! The loopy thing is on tight, so it must be the wires this time. FIX IT!

Matt: Ok. I'll do it in all the spare time I have! LOL! Here's what's going to happen... We are going to make a list of EVERYTHING wrong with that car. Then YOU are going to take it to Pep Boys, get an estimate, and then we'll get it fixed. And thats all I gotta say about that.

Me: I have no response to that.

Matt: Well that's a first!!! Obama was right. There IS a change! LOL

Me: Oh wait I just thought of something, but it's more of a gesture.

Matt: LOL! When you text me my phone goes "Bling, bling, bling" really loud. Its making the Alpaca jump. I'm going to get spit on, I just know it. I'll let you know when I'm otta here.

Me: (giggling) Did this one make them spit?

Matt: STOP IT! If they do, I'm going to wrap it up, take it home and throw it on you!

Katie (My friend at work) texts Matt: Becky says Hi

So now you see that I am evil, and probably shouldn't be allowed to play with others.