Let's get to this quick, shall we?
The target: Mellissa.
The attribute: "I like to hang out with my dogs" (speaking of her two pugs).
ME:
Greetings Melissa, how goes it?
When you say you like to chill with your dogs, do you mean canine dogs or dogs of the d-o-double-g variety? For I too have been known to chill with my doggs on many a splendid occasion, and I always am sure to pour a little out for my fallen comrades. Indeed, I have even spent more than my share of time hitting a lick on some bricks and then going ham on it.*
(See what I did there? Mixing in proper English with the urban slang? Genius.)
Ciao!
*P.S.: I have no idea precisely what it is that I just wrote. I can only hope that reading it was as uncomfortable for you as writing it was for me.
HER:
canine dogs (pugs).
ME:
Oh. Well... Alright then.
HER:
yea
ME:
I mean, I gave you an entire postscript. A postscript! All I get is three words, one of which is a parenthetical?
How about some applause for my generous wordsmithing? It deserves a polite golf clap, at the least.
HER:
*golf claps* that better?
ME:
Why yes, yes it is.
By the bye, pugs are pretty much universally acknowledged to be the lamest dogs ever. So there.
Awww, you're first lover's spat.