Layja: baby ...
Chris: yes ugly?
Layja: I forgot what I was about to ask for.. Oh um can you order some room service please
Chris: yea what you want? *dailing the number*
Layja: spam musubi "laying on the bed texting "
Chris: nigga what "looks at her"
Layja: "cracking up" spam musubi babe come on
Man on phone: you dialed room service how may I help you on this lovely night?
Chris: I'm yes can I have spamwubi.. Baby how you say that shit again
Layja: *dying out laughing* spam musubi
Chris: it ain't funny... Spam musubi man
Man on phone : okay is that it sir?
Chris: and some chili cheese fries with sourcream on top that will be all man
Man on phone: okay your food will be there shortly *hangs up*
Chris: the hell is spam a wubi or however u say it
Layja: it's spam & rice wrapped around in seaweed with soy sauce in it its sooo bomb u have to try babe please
Chris: ight but if it make me sick or on the toilet I'm beating you up & you have to do whatever I say for a whoolleeee day deal ?
Layja: fine deal... Don't eat it then
Chris; nigga you already said deal
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Is He Really The One??
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