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Aaaah. I had two numbers under Ciaran's name in my mobile, and they only differ by 2 numbers at the end. So stupid me, I forgot which one was actually my cousin Ciaran's number. So I always end sending the message to both numbers just in case. Eventually I deleted the number that clearly wasn't his, and was pleased with this.

However! Let us track the CRAZY conversation I get from the other number:

Crazy fecker: I love u so much im on a horn i need u

Me: Umkay!

Crazy fecker: So dat means ul ride me wel hav red hot steamy sex by the way wat age ar ya and can u send me a picture i forgot how sexy u look

Me: Ah come now whats all this malarky about? Who are you?

Crazy Fecker: What the fuck is malarky im the lad u sent the message to

Me: What message? I must have mixed up a number or something. We dont know each other, lets continue on with our lives...

Crazy fecker: Not a chance my love send me dat picture beacuse me lad is startn to shrink

Me: No this is a freak accident, u aint gettin no picture boy! Now feck off with ye.

Crazy fecker: My life cant go on without u and dis is no acident its destiny.

Me: No it's either an accident or ur stalkin me. Now shoo! I'm sure there's a few willing females around u. Bother them some and leave me alone.

Crazy fecker: I cant my love and im bored of dem bitches i bet ur name lisha or sumtn long dem lines.

Me: No, my name is Ariel now let's end this dull game. I tire quickly of these ventures. Toodles.

Crazy fecker: My fone seems to be vibrating like an earthquake wich has stimulated my nut sak quik im bout to blow my load send dat picture if u wud like help.

Eh... no. I left it at that. This is a bizarre waste of my time. I could be... well, I could be doing *something* other than chastise some 16-year-old with my superior language skills. Bwah ha.

And you see, this is perfect example of why you didn't get a text back, Alison. THIS is what men do with their time.
Current Mood:
amused amused
Current Music:
Beethoven - Smyphony No. 9, 4th movement
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On December 11th, 2005 12:05 pm (UTC), honkhonkmoo commented:
Oh sweet mother of divine! That's not pleasant. Not pleasant at all. Now if you'll excuse me, I must dash. Places to go, hitmen to hire...
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On December 11th, 2005 11:40 pm (UTC), irish_gal replied:
join
www.bebo.com
On December 12th, 2005 09:36 am (UTC), honkhonkmoo replied:
Why? What is it?
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On December 12th, 2005 06:17 pm (UTC), irish_gal replied:
Its a site where the cool people are!
Join it!
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On December 12th, 2005 10:04 pm (UTC), conlonson replied:
Yes,*all* the cool people.
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On December 11th, 2005 11:40 pm (UTC), irish_gal commented:
haha...how annoying!
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