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29 September 09

Ever have a completely creepy text message conversation that makes you want to bathe in bleach?

I did yesterday.

I didn’t recognize the number. And told whoever it was so. But he/she knew my name. And, at one point, asked me to have his/her child. From there, it got even creepier.

I hate it when people don’t tell me who they are. That’s so playing on AOL, circa 1995. Also, just plain creepy. I need an adult. :(

  1. stephbarnard answered: Post the number. It’s only fair.
  2. myrm answered: STRANGER DANGER!! Blog the number and we’ll bomb it? It’s probably an ex…
  3. everydaydude answered: Kinda old but.. everydaydude.blogspot.c…
  4. smartasshat answered: Hi, I’m Smart as Shat, and I’d like to have your baby.
  5. yhf answered: God, that’s creepy. I’m really sorry that happened to you. By the way, you never said what you wanted to name the baby. KIDDING
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