You know what is a really good time?
Getting an email from an ex BF that you dated on and off for about 2 years. In the email he mentions that he's marrying the hot 23 year old (he's 39) he dumped you for and he'd love to meet for a drink to catch up.
Ummm... what the fuck?
After discussing with the BFF I decided to go. Curiosity won over anything else. Plus I'm kinda dumb.
So he basically told me he is marrying her because she's good for his ego. He always wanted a "trophy wife" and now he has her. He also said he loves me more than I could ever know and that he is fully aware he chose the wrong girl.
There also might have been some pleading for me to go home with him (I did NOT, I'm not that dumb) and a kiss or two (I was nervous drinking - shut up).
Yeah. Good times. Fucker.
