RE: I'll Never Eat A BUTTerFINGER Again

Text Conversation between Stella and Birdman that Stella shared with me:

Stella: I had a dream last night that you were rubbing my back and stuck your finger in my pooper. 

Birdman: Gross. That doesn't sound like something i'd do. Did you enjoy it? 

Stella: No...I was horrified. I made you go wash your hands. YOU seemed to enjoy it and see nothing wrong with executing a surprise digital anal invasion. 

Birdman: Hah! Sounds more like a nightmare than a dream. 

Stella: It was disturbing. P.S. Keep yo' fingas out my hole. 

Birdman: All set for [restaurant name]. My mom will be by around 5:30. 

Stella: Okey dokey, buttfinger. 

Birdman: Henceforth, you shall only address me as buttfinger. 

Stella: Will do.