Text conversation between me and a random number, I think I handled it pretty well.. 09-10-2011, 04:34 AM
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Random Number: Dicks!
Me: Vaginas! Who's this?
Random Number: Harry P. Ness, I want you to remember this name.
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Random Number: Dix
Random Number: Dix
Me: Are you willing to cut me some of your penis hair?
Random Number: No. You are sick!
At this point I feel like the tables have turned, so I stop replying. After a while, I think he changes his mind...
Random Number: Would you like 1 bag of vagina hair for 3 bones?
Me: "How about 3 bags of vagina hair for your dick? Deal?
Random Number: Yes of course let's do this!
Me: Okay, first, you must cut off your dick and send it to me. I then will take your smaller-than-average penis, immerse it in a whopping 3 bags of vagina hair, then send it back.
Random Number: Um yeah! That's what I wanted.
Me: I would prefer you to send me some of your penis hair also, for my own use and business.
Random Number: Gay but why not?
Me: My business is supplying penis hair to poor bald African children (no racial), are you interested in cutting your ass hair also?
Random Number: Wtf? Fuck no!
Now I have him pissed off, I think I have won. I wanted to stop replying, but I had nothing to lose. So...
Me: Fine, I guess you do not have the heart to help a poor bald African child, you truly are a sick person.
Random Number: Me? A sick person, you're the one trying to replace their real hair!
Me: Yes, I am, most of these kids are girls, and men prefer not to marry them. You wouldn't. Besides, the various penis hair involved goes also to balding vaginas.
Random Person: Fuck you!
Me: I am sorry, I didn't know you also admired balding vaginas.
He stopped replying. I was sad.
Me: Vaginas! Who's this?
Random Number: Harry P. Ness, I want you to remember this name.
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Me: Hi Harry!
Random Number: Dix
Random Number: Dix
Me: Are you willing to cut me some of your penis hair?
Random Number: No. You are sick!
At this point I feel like the tables have turned, so I stop replying. After a while, I think he changes his mind...
Random Number: Would you like 1 bag of vagina hair for 3 bones?
Me: "How about 3 bags of vagina hair for your dick? Deal?
Random Number: Yes of course let's do this!
Me: Okay, first, you must cut off your dick and send it to me. I then will take your smaller-than-average penis, immerse it in a whopping 3 bags of vagina hair, then send it back.
Random Number: Um yeah! That's what I wanted.
Me: I would prefer you to send me some of your penis hair also, for my own use and business.
Random Number: Gay but why not?
Me: My business is supplying penis hair to poor bald African children (no racial), are you interested in cutting your ass hair also?
Random Number: Wtf? Fuck no!
Now I have him pissed off, I think I have won. I wanted to stop replying, but I had nothing to lose. So...
Me: Fine, I guess you do not have the heart to help a poor bald African child, you truly are a sick person.
Random Number: Me? A sick person, you're the one trying to replace their real hair!
Me: Yes, I am, most of these kids are girls, and men prefer not to marry them. You wouldn't. Besides, the various penis hair involved goes also to balding vaginas.
Random Person: Fuck you!
Me: I am sorry, I didn't know you also admired balding vaginas.
He stopped replying. I was sad.