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dude I need to borrow your car otherwise I'm fucked.

sorry to say it buddy, but you're fucked.


who is this

fuck this isn't the right number.

damn

what was your first clue?

did I give it away?

shit.

delete my number.

only if you ask nicely.

I'm not asking you nicely.

I'm not deleting your number.

Jesus, how old are you? Twelve?

Kid, if we ever met, you'd be fucked up big time.

could you quit it with the swearing?

inappropriate language for a twelve year old's eyes.

so you're not?

apparently.

you're just some lonely teenage boy in a basement?

no, I'm the guy in your mum's bedroom.

lonely teenage boy it is.

ah, two out of three, young one.

you're a lonely older boy?

fuck, seriously delete my number.

oh, angry man, you are incorrect again.

wait, you're a girl?

WOAH WE HAVE A GENIUS EVERYBODY!

great.

delete my number.

no.

let's be friends.

no.

delete my number.

but I have no friends.

Too bad.

Don't text me.

We'll be friends in no time.

I don't think that's happening.

I don't think it's up to you.

I would disagree.

And I would disagree with you disagreeing.

And I would tell you to fuck off.

vulgar.

I disagree.

And I disagree with you disagreeing.

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