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You: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: please be my friend
Stranger: im so alone
You: ok
You: imagine you are in a cave
You: and you are all safe
Stranger: why is a cave safe
You: with a fire keeping you warm
Stranger: what are you osama
You: you are in from the cold
You: you fall asleep
Stranger: bears live in caves man
Stranger: i don't want to get raped by a bear in my sleep
You: but then you feel something rubbing against you
You:
You: I'm too slow
Stranger: awww man it's a fucking bear
You: something furry and warm
Stranger: i knew this was a bad idea
You: it groans a long groan
Stranger: did it cum already?
You: and penetrates your anus
Stranger: this isn't helping at all
You: ok
You: but then a woman in armour comes in
Stranger: in fact i feel worse than before
You: with a sword of steel
You: and kills the bear
Stranger: im liking this
Stranger: but my ass still hurts
You: stands, towering above you
You: her fair locks hanging down, so long they rub against your face
Stranger: oh boy oh boy oh boy
You: she looks at your pitiful erection
Stranger: pitiful compared to the bears maybe
You: and takes off one of her leather boots
Stranger: why. i'm not a foot fetishist
Stranger: get away from me you crazy bear killing woman
You: and smothers you with a her highly arched paddy foot
You: it makes you feel sage
You: *safe
Stranger: that fucking bitch
Stranger: even people who don't exist want to rape and kill me
Stranger:
You: ok
You: forget the boot part
You: she kneels down beside you and smiles
Stranger: i still got raped by a bear
You: and pulls out a flute
Stranger: it better be a magical flute
You: and plays Rule Britannia
Stranger: that reverses time
Stranger: before i was raped
You: she plays rule britannia
Stranger: i hate the queen, this woman is a bitch
You: and you look outside
You: a great tall ship has pulled up to port
You: the captain calls you
Stranger: where the fuck is this cave?
You: on the coast
Stranger: then why wasn't i at the port
Stranger: surely it would have been safer than a cave
You: because there was nothing there
You: it's empty and abandoned
You: but a ship has arrived
You: to save you
Stranger: from what?
You: england
Stranger: it's too fucking late
You: lol
You: the ship came from england
You: anwyay
Stranger: i'm not even from england
You: the woman rubs lotion on your poor behind
Stranger: can't we just talk to eachother like friends?
You: and says she would have fellated you if you had been a servant of the corwn
You: *crown
Stranger: i'm not ready for this sort of commitment
You: but bids you on your way and laughs cutely at your ruddy bottom
You: and you climb up the rigging to the old ship
Stranger: I don't mean to be rude but are you one of those crazy people?
Stranger: you've become so engrossed in this false reality you've created
Stranger: i'm worried about you
Stranger:
You: lol
You: It's called having a laugh
Stranger: oh
Stranger: i see
Stranger: i'm sorry
Stranger: I JUST WANTEd TO BE LOVED
You: don't you want to see where the ship takes you?
Stranger: does it take me to rape island?
You: you might never reach the Americas if you don't go with them
You: no
You: you're dignity and pride will never again be challenged by something with a penis
You: but the long haired woman may return and smite you for her pleasure
Stranger: that long haired woman has a penis
You: she doesn't
You: nah
You: she doesn't hurt you
You: but she wont help you again
You: because you're not English
Stranger: I speak English
You: so finally you arrive, with the colonists
Stranger: i prefer the rectumists
Stranger: see what i did there?
Stranger: geez tough crowd
You: lulz
You: and you find yourself in a old tavern
You: you walk in and the landlord glares and you and his large bust wife eyes your poor crotch
You: that'l be 50 pieces a night she cries
Stranger: why does she cry
Stranger: did he hurt her?
You: you settle yourself down at a table
You: and hear gunshots in the distance, then some more very close by
You: you can hear the whinnying of horses
Stranger: you should write a book, i'd buy it
You: , the landlord lifts his rifle from beneath bar
You: *the
Stranger: oh shit, it just got real
You: and calls at you to get out there and defend the settlement from the natives or he'll shoot you himself
You: unarmed, and physically challenged you make your way to the door
Stranger: say the right things, when electioneering, i trust i can rely on your vote
You: at which point a female savage bursts in and throws two hatchets, which skim past your ears
You: you fall to the floor in front of her
You: she gives you THAT look
You: and drags you round to the back of the bar
You: the landlords wife is there waiting too
Stranger: ok man, what the fuck is happening here
Stranger: this could've been a pleasent conversation
You: she pulls off her rough clothing
You: she's all natural
You: the landlords wife follows suit, so to speak
You: and your purpose in life again becomes apparant
You: forced to kneel down, you perform cunnilingus on the squore
You: she giggles, then finally screams and kicks you down, at which point
Stranger: i'm only 11, what is cunnilingus
You: you turn and perform the act on the landlords wife
Stranger: oh, like an actor
Stranger: i get ya
You: cunnilingus is complex card game
You: yeh whatever kid
You: so, having avoided a grim death at the hands of the savages, you make your way on the back of a wagon
You: it's carrying almost a ton of gun powder to canada, which is under british control
Stranger: im a girl by the way
You: I'm not sure I believe that you're an eleven year old girl
Stranger: haha
You: considering your previous reactions to the turn of events
Stranger: im 11 trust me
Stranger: what is a period?
Stranger: see?
Stranger: proof
You: lol
You: so you're probably a man of at least 30
You: probably american
Stranger: no
Stranger: I'm an irish lad of 18 years
You: anyway you find yourself fighting the american on the side of the british, against the revolutionaries
You: you wear your red coat with some level of pride
You: but again
You: whilst getting ammunition for your rifle, you are ambushed by a beautiful american girl
Stranger: a job that slowly kills you
Stranger: bruises that won't heal
Stranger: you look so tired unhappy
Stranger: bring down the government
Stranger: they don't, they don't speak for us
You: she slaps you around the face with a pail of water
Stranger: i'd take a quiet life
You: and asks you why you're fighing for the british?
You: you proclaim
Stranger: a handshake of carbon monoxide
Stranger: no alarms and no surprises
Stranger: no alarms and no surprises, siiiiiiiiiiiiiiilence
You: because I am god
You: and it is god's will
You: and as the man of god on earth
You: and the action that becomes of his will
You: I can do no wrong
You: she looks confused
You: as she is only a simple american woman
You: finally, you take your chance and snog her
You: wildy
You: duh duh doooh doooh dooh duh doooooh
You: THE END
Stranger: finally
Stranger: can we speak normally now?
You: yeah
Stranger: how was your day?
You: well
You: I only got up at about 1
You: went to the gym for about an hour
You: that's all Ive done other than play games and listen to music
You: I've finished my A levels and got nothing to do
You: yours?
Stranger: the same, only without the gym
You: so you're irish?
You: Eire or NI?
Stranger: NI
Stranger: that's were all the cool cats hang
Stranger: ya digg?
You: lol ok
You: so what are your thoughts on it all
You: the troubles etc
Stranger: it's amusing
Stranger: because we're all so stupid
You: well I don't know exactly what you mean, but I suppose if a much larger country looked at a tiny group of islands that are still fighting with each other
You: they might think it's silly
Stranger: yea man
Stranger: word.
You: so are you into rap and hip hop?
Stranger: no
Stranger: what am i? a my pals?
You: lol
You: well you said word
You: and yeah man
Stranger: what the fuck man
Stranger: that story you typed
Stranger: you need to see a psychiatrist or some shit
You: lol
You: I probably have an over active imagination
You: and I probably need to get laid
You: more the latter
Stranger: yes, don't we all cletus, don't we all
Stranger: well cya dude
Stranger: im going to bed
You: good night