My friend John is gay. You'll...
Me: I want to die, I'm so hungover. I look like I got punched in the face. I'm wearing the same clothes that I wore last night.
John: You left me the most incredible voice mail last night. I want nothing more than for you to be drunk and talking to my phone for the rest of my life.
Me: Jesus. What did I say?
John: Everything. Nothing. You wanted me to come over and play Apples to Apples with you because you had a new, untouched game and "wasn't that a shame" but then you lamented that we couldn't play with only 2 people and asked if I knew anyone else who might be awake and wanting to play games at 3 am and THEN discussed options for 2 player games with Apples to Apples cards.
Me: Anything good?
John: Well. No.
Me: Don't remember a word of it.
John: Here's a general tip though. In the future, if you want a guy to come over at 3 o'clock in the morning, you shouldn't tell him that you're not going to have sex with him.
Me: I said that to you?!?
John: Repeatedly. You kept being like "this is not a booty call, so don't get any ideas." You must have said "I'm not going to sleep with you, John" 4 or 5 times.
Me: Well that ruins my theory that I forgot who I was talking to mid voice mail.
John: You're not my type.
Sep 3rd