"Oh my god. How are we even related?" the text from Walsh read.
Me-:"Reading the blog?"
Walsh-:"You know why the pizza chick stole the order right? Cause she wanted to check out her competition. Johnathan isn't done with you yet."
Me-:"If you say so. Competition sure right! Chick was holding my dinner hostage. You just don't hold hostage a plus size girl's dinner."
Walsh-:"Hahahah! True but the cat fight would be fun to watch."
Me-:" My ideal would be being the last woman on earth with the last thousand or so men on the planet. I figure I'd have at lest a year and a half with them before they all went gay out of desperation. Would be the end of the world no population reproduced."
Walsh-:"Oh my god."