[Editor’s note: Leta has gained some weight. It looks great on her. It does wonders for her chestiness. She still wants to lose some weight, though, so I thought I’d help her in the best way I can. …And the best way I can is mockery, I guess.]
Hernán: so.
chubby.
whatcha up to?
Leta: EATING, MOFO
Hernán: No kidding.
I have a good nickname for you. “Boobs”.
Leta: …
Hernán: Hey, Boobs! Pass me the salt!
Leta: you’re awesome at this.
Hernán: at what?
Leta: Nicknames
Hernán: I know.
Could also be “McBoobs”.
Because of the McDonald’s ref
HEY, MCBOOBS!
Leta: You’re a horrible person
Hernán: I’m just milking it for all it’s worth.
(wink wink)
Leta: Ahahahahahaha
Hernán: At least my pun wasn’t a bust.
Leta: OMG ARE YOU BUTTER? CAUSE YOU ARE ON A ROLL.
Hernán: you’re the breast punster ever, baby.
Leta: No, baby. It’s your cup.
Hernán: udderly titillating!
Leta: impossible to be melon-choly
Hernán: I’ve got nuthin’ left, bra
Leta: While my cup runneth over.
Hernán: You’re so perky, baby.
Leta: Because we’re bosom buddies
Hernán: We’ve made some great mammaries together, haven’t we.
Leta: (i was gonna use that one, you bastard.) Through good times and hard knockers
Hernán: I don’t mean to implant ideas into your mind.
(weak)
(I’m working, dammit)
Leta: it’s clear you’re nursing your own ideas
Hernán: I enjoy these well rounded conversations in which we juggle double meanings.
Leta: You often throw me a curve
Hernán: You make me titter.
Leta: we’re a good pair
Hernán: I give up. I can’t keep abreast of this conversation anymore.
Leta: It’s been well rounded
