Flying solo this time, I spotted the #shedidntcallbecause tag on Twitter and the rest, as they say, is history.
She Didn’t Call You Because…
- …you stabbed her dad. She’s out picking flowers to make herself feel better.
- …Friar Laurence buried her alive, and she’s got no cell reception in the tomb.
- …yo, seriously, her dad is crazy. Thinks he’s a wizard. Said he’d chain you up and turn you into a slave if she talked to you again.
- …she’s washing the blood off her hands and dropped the phone in the sink.
- …you wrongly accused her of getting pregnant by your best friend, and she had to go into hiding for 16 years.
- …she said to tell you she was going to go play with her pet snake.
- …you called her a whore and broke up with her. On your wedding day. Who does that?
- …all you were offering was mac and cheese, and Titus invited her over for pie.
- …you may have put the roofie in her drink, but she went home with some other ass.
- …you’ve got a pillow over her face.
Hey, you've got some real talent there.
I particularly like the Othello one.
–Carl
…the woman don't want no scrubs
no more; drinking and whoring right
under her nose, with her money!
Sort it out, fatso.
º She has no hands to pick up the phone. Oh, she has no tongue either.
º She hates when you try to tame her.
My contribution 😀
Loved yours…
'you may have put the roofie in her drink, but she went home with some other ass.'
Midsummer, right?