whos this?
crappity crap. It's gonna be another teenage girl, like the basketball chick.
Michael. Who are you?
We'll start with a polite greeting, just in case I'm wrong...
emily
I do know an Emily...
are you lauras boy
...but she knows how to use apostrophes and is better than 50% on question marks and capitalizes proper names. And she knows I'm not anyone's boy.
No, sorry. You''ve got a wrong IM address.
The test! Will I be called a liar?
a/s/l?
Worse! The bored teen wants to chat!
do you go to dixie?
"I wanna go back to Dixie, want to be a dixie pixie, it's the only little ole place for little ole me..." Oh, wait, that's Tom Lehrer, not me.
age...sex...location???
I...am...ignoring you.
HELLO!
McFLY!
No, I don''t. You''ve got a wrong IM addy
Go-away, again. "Third verse, same as the first, Texas accent five times worse."
okay, thanx! age.. sex..location???
My momma told me never to talk to strangers.
man what the fuck???
especially teenage girls who might really be sweaty middle aged men named Berthold.
where the fuck do you live? thats all i wanna know?
And when you ask so sweetly, darlin', do you have any wonder why the boys come runnin'?
It was real, but then I remembered how to block an IM address.