Trever of Nazareth.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: herro

You: Hello.

Stranger: lets have a party

You: K.

Stranger: i love you re solo cup

Stranger: red

You: I don’t have a cup.

Stranger: your…your…a friend

You: of who?

Stranger: ya lifelong

You: I don’t know what’s going on.

Stranger: red solo cup thank you for being my friend

Stranger: lets have a party

Stranger: i lift you up

You: I don’t think you’re talking to who you think you are.

Stranger: procced to party

Stranger: toby keith

You: No I am not Toby Keith

Stranger: red solo cup-toby keith

You: Sorry for the misunderstanding.

Stranger: its a song

You: I do not know Mr. Keith. I hope you find him.

Stranger: he is a singer

Stranger: countrty genre

Stranger: country*

You: Well I’m sure he’s great. I sure hope you find him.

Stranger: confused much?

You: Yes definitely. But don’t worry about it.

Stranger: im so much cooler online

You: Now that you know I’m not him you can be back on track.

Stranger: even on a slow day i can have a three way

You: That’s wildly inappropriate.

Stranger: im 6 foot 5 and i look damn good

Stranger: i look cooler online

You: Be that as it may, I don’t think you know quite what’s happening.

Stranger: m/f?

Stranger: ik everything

You: Then why did you ask me a question?

Stranger: you are the one who must open their mind to greater things

You: Oh… So you’ve been smoking grass is that it?

You: Well, I’ll have you know that I will not tolerate such shenanigans.

Stranger: let it rain let it pour you dont love me any more

Stranger: no

Stranger: im quoting songs

Stranger: and your getting frustrated

Stranger: chillin on a dirt road

You: I don’t care what you and your hippie friends have sung in a guitar circle smoking marijuana.

Stranger: im sober

You: Sure.

Stranger: haha this is pretty classic

You: What are you talking about hippie?

Stranger: hippie?

Stranger: im no hippie

You: Yes. People like you who run around smoking grass and sodomizing each other.

You: I know who you are.

Stranger: do you no listen to music at all?

You: Of course I do.

Stranger: look up “red solo cup- toby keith” on youtube

Stranger: its a song

Stranger: i was typing lyrics from it randomly

Stranger: and a couple others

You: I will not fall for this Rick Astley game again. I’m on to you internet-types.

Stranger: you got Rick rolled?

Stranger: thats great

You: No. Rick Astley. He’s a musician.

Stranger: its not that dumbass just look up the song

You: Now insults? Who do you think you are?

Stranger: who do you think you are?

Stranger: callin me hippie…

You: I wouldn’t be calling you a hippie if you weren’t a dope-smoking sodomite.

Stranger: and im not…sooooo

Stranger: you logic is off

Stranger: you are a TROLL

You: Don’t think you can just talk your way out of this.

Stranger: SO TROLLING RIGHT NOW

You: Are you trying to call me ugly? This is the internet.

Stranger: TECHNACLY IM TYPING

You: You can’t even see me.

Stranger: have you ever been on the internet before?

You: Of course.

Stranger: a troll is someone who is an asshole for no apperent reason

You: That sounds a lot like you right now.

Stranger: so therefore you trollin

You: I think the “troll” here is you, sir.

Stranger: nah i was quoting music then you called me a sodomizing hippie

Stranger: that is my reason for being an asshole

Stranger: i have yet to find yours

Stranger: unless in fact it is that your so small minded that random song quotes confusing you makes you angry

Stranger: then i see where you are coming from

You: So where are you coming from then?

Stranger: you fuckin called me a sodomizing hippie

You: Because everything you’ve said leads me to believe that you are one.

Stranger: and everything that you have said leads me to believe you are a high and mighty bitch who has no friends

You: More name calling? I thought we were past this. That’s definitely not how you make friends. So I imagine you are the one with none of them.

Stranger: seriously dude? grow a pair

You: A pair of what?

Stranger: you have to be a chick, i have never met such a retarded guy

Stranger: a pair of testicals

You: Oh, well I am a man so I do have a pair of them. That’s how it works.

Stranger: man card revoked

You: Also, I think that discriminatory remark against the mentally challenged was uncalled for. And obviously men can be mentally challenged as much as women.

Stranger: are you from england?

You: Wouldn’t you like to know.

Stranger: i would cuz no real american could possibly live with themselves if they were you

You: I am American and I live with myself just fine.

You: Of course “one with the earth” hippies like yourself wouldn’t understand.

Stranger: have two dads?

You: Nope. One.

You: And one mother.

You: That’s how childbirth happens.

Stranger: could be a testube baby dumb fuck

You: No. Not since I last checked my birth certificate.

You: Do you have one?

You: Or did you throw it away when you chose your life of bong hits and buttsex?

Stranger: im seriously not convinced you have a pair

You: I really didn’t think it was your business in the first place. I’m not sure why you need to know the state of my testicles.

You: You brought it up, my friend.

Stranger: you fight like a fucking woman

Stranger: be a man for gosh sake

You: We’re conversing.

You: Not fighting.

You: Need I remind you that I am definitely a man.

Stranger: fucking trolling woman cunt

You: That again? I don’t see why you try talking about peoples appearances over the internet.

Stranger: go fuck yourself up the ass

You: I don’t really think that’s logistically possible.

You: And you would want me to. Wouldn’t you? you sodomite

Stranger: how old r u?

You: 6

Stranger: what i thought

You: Do you believe me?

You: I didn’t think you would.

Your conversational partner has disconnected.