soooo, idk wat to say
today was a good day
and i have nothing to complain about
so here is an epic conversation i had with some one one omegle.com
you know, the place u talk to strangers
im you, and stranger is well, a stranger
=D
enjoy!
Stranger: You missed a call while you were in that meeting, sir
You: oh my!\
You: im sorry! who was it?
Stranger: It was your son, sir...
You: MY SON!!! by god! i thought he died 4 years ago!1
You: what did he say?
Stranger: No, he..he's uh..out of prison.
You: prison? for what?
You: what did he do that my wife tld me he was dead!??!
Stranger: Armed robbery, i guess...
You: u guess! i dnt pay u to guess! i pay u to know!
Stranger: Well, thats what he told me..he didnt sound to sure himself when he told me...who knows could of been anything!
You: well get him back on the phone davison!
Stranger: Yes, sir..*brushes dirt off skirt and starts to walk away*
You: and take of that skirt!
You: ur a man for crying out loud!
Stranger: *stops and slowly turns* s-sir? you thought i was a man? I HAVE BOOBS! AND I MISSED TWO DAYS OF WORK BECUASE I WENT INTO LABOR!
You: non sense!
You: now get my son on the phone!
You: or ur fired damnit!
Stranger: DON'T YOU REMEMBER THAT?? YOU ALMOST FAINTED! IT WAS DURING THE CHRISTMAS PARTY! *stops* Fine..fine i don't care anymore...
Stranger: *goes to the phone and picks it up*
Stranger: *starts dialing*
You: any day now!
Stranger: *few moments later hangs up* No answer.
You: try again!
Stranger: *sighs and dials phone again*
You: ur not leaving this office till u reach him!
You: and not breaks either!
Stranger: *on phone* M-max? Hi, i work for your father...He wants to speak with you..uh huh..ok *hands you phone* Here.
You: hello!!! son!!!! i-is it really u!!???!?!?!
Stranger: *sits in chair, crosses legs and arms*
You: ummm, h-hello?
You: wats wrong???
You: wait, where?
Stranger: *looks at you and raises eyebrow*
You: how, i dnt understand
You: what do u mean!
You: b-but
You: oh, okay, sorry for bothering u
You: *hangs up phone*
You: WAS THAT SOME SICK JOKES!
You: JOKE**!
Stranger: Pardon me?
Stranger: *stands up*
You: that wasnt my son
Stranger: He's the one who called and claimed to be your son, sir!
You: no, he said he never called
Stranger: He could be Lying!
You: and that his father has been dead for 6years now
You: and y wld my sone lie to me!
You: son*
Stranger: *yells* Who Knows?
You: u kno!
You: thats who know!
You: u did this!
You: u made it all up!!!!
You: y?>
You: y would u do this to me?
Stranger: WHY WOULD I MAKE IT UP?
You: because, u wanted to touch an emotion
You: that i dnt show
You: because i though u were a man
You: u wanted to get revenge on me
You: ur a sick sick person!
Stranger: *Yells* DAMMIT! *hits wall and whispers* w-why would i do that..I-i know what its like to loose a son...
You: bull *beeeeeep*
Stranger: *reaches into skirt pocket and pulls out picture of a baby; throws it at you* This is him. His name was James.
Stranger: He's the reason i went into labor at the christmas party.
You: i dnt beleive it one bit!
You: u and- and ur lies!
You: trying to make me look like a fool!
You: how dare u!
Stranger: MY JACKASS HUSBAND LEFT ME WITH NOTHING, TOOK MY CHILD TOOK MY LOVE, MY LIFE
Stranger: AND ...
Stranger: AND KILLED IT ALL!
Stranger: *Starts crying and falls to the ground*
You: how cld he take ur life, ur alive!
You: damnit! stop making a scene!
Stranger: *whispers* Its an expression
Stranger: AND DO YOU THINK I CAN REALLY HELP IT?
You: just go home! take a break!
You: come back in a week!
Stranger: *shakes head* You disgust me.
You: ill give u a payed vacation!
You: just get out of here
You: u need to recover
You: be gone!
Stranger: *stands up* You are one sad...sad man...
You: wld u rather me fire u?
You: i dnt kno what else to do!
You: im not weak like u! i get back up and deal with it
You: *helps u up*
Stranger: *sighs* i-i honestly don't care anymore,
You: im sorry
You: how can i help
Stranger: *pushes you away from me* You can't help. No one can.
You: *grabs u by the arm* are u sure? do u need a thearapist? a-a raise? what?!
Stranger: *closes eyes* Nothing.
You: please
You: let me help u
You: please
Stranger: *turns and looks at you* what the hell do you think can help me?
You: i can help give u another son
Stranger: *eyes widen*
You: u kno
Stranger: *jaw drops* S-sir...I-i..uh..
You: just say yes
You: we will fill out the papers
You: and u can have ur son
Stranger: *looks down* you don't get it.
You: what do u mean?
Stranger: It won't be the same...James is gone...I Loved james, I almost dies for him...and know...hes just gone.
Stranger: *died
You: but im offering u another chance
Stranger: *now
Stranger: *looks up* what do you mean?
You: another chance, another son
Stranger: Adoption?
You: yes, un-unless u were thinking of something else..
Stranger: No...I wasnt...*looks away*
You: oh okay then
You: so, do u want to fill out the papers?
You: or, if u really wanted, i can make u b united with ur son again
Stranger: *pulls away* United? *looks down* Thats not possible.
You: it is, i mean, its not pretty, but..
Stranger: James...Is dead...My ex-husband killed him...then..*sighs and closes eyes* took his own life. Thats why Its not possible...*turns away*
You: there are 2 options
You: either u die, to b with them...or we get a ougia board and tlk to them\
You: ouji**
You: or u move on, and never b with again..
Stranger: *groans and grabs coat*
You: wait, where r u going/>'
Stranger: I'm Taking my Break, sir *starts to walk out door but heel breaks; screams* DAMMIT *falls over*
You: j-just go home, uv had a bad day *help u up*
You: ill pay u for the rest of ur time today
Stranger: *sighs and whispers* thanks, sir. *takes off heels and starts to walk out door*
You: good bye
Stranger: Bye, *flips you off then skips into the rain only to be hit by a bus*
Stranger: A man eating bus.
You: lmfao, oh shit what did i do?
You: well, at least shes not a man
Stranger: *screams* AARRRGGHH THE FUCKING BUS IS EATIN MY ORGANS!!!! 1!
Stranger: (LOL)
You: welll, ummmm, shes in a better place now
You: *closes the door*
Stranger: *Screams so loud, it can be heard from space* SHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
You: *coughs and sits back as desk*
Stranger: *ROLLS IN OWN BLOOD* ggaaarrgglleeeeeeeeeeeeegargalagagagagagaaallllll
Stranger: *Screams* HELP ME DAMMIT!
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the point of no return when it comes to man eating buses, is when you step out into the street after a dramatic situation.
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