E-MAIL WITH MY ROOMMATE, VOLUME WHATEVER
Or, Yes, TRL Is Turning Into TMFTML

Rob: Did Bradykins call last night after I went to bed?
Roommate: Yes, He wanted to know where you were.
Rob: He knew where I was. We talked an hour earlier.
Roommate: I told him you were asleep.
Rob: He knew that. Little drunkard.
Roommate: Him? Me? You? Or all three of us?
Rob: Him. You and I are big drunkards.
Roommate: We sure as shit were last night.
Rob: Were you drunk last night? I was too drunk to notice.