Ever seen the video about professional bloggers?
By blogging they earn about more than $800 a month. And thousand of people visit their site. The more hits they get, the more money they earn. That's what you call serious blogging.
Guess I won't be going down that path. First of all, blogging, I do it for fun and leisure. Second, I'm more of an introvert. I don't want people I don't know know things about me.
I have stalkers. I don't need fans.
"You, my friend are just bored." Tim said to his friend lounging by the fireplace. "You need to get a life. You know what they say, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."
Hearing his friend snicker, Jack gave a shrug and rose his brandy to his lips.
Getting no reaction, Tim came over and sat across Jack.
"You know, lots of women tripped over themselves just so that you would notice them. And some of them doesn't even bother to be subtle. And still, you don't give them the time of day." Taking a sip, Tim continued "Being handsome must have suck, huh? Being chased my women ranging from minors to old ladies must be tiring. Of course, being rich and comfortable doesn't help either."
For the first time since entering the penthouse Jack replied, "I don't have a need of them."
Giving a bark of laughter, Tim put down his glass. "Yet. What would the papers say if they knew their infamous playboy is living like a celibate monk for the past half year? They could have sold out their whole circulation."
"I'm not interested." Jack replied in a dead tone.
"Look man, you must forget about her."
Tim don't need to elaborate on who he was refering to. It was better if they don't say her name. Being brought up, Jack frowned into his glass.
"Come on, let's pick up some girls. My treat." Tim said generously.
Saying nothing, Jack twirled the brandy in his glass.
"If no one gets your fancy we could just go back here. What have you got to lose?"
"Just my morals, for being with you." Jack said.
"That's my boy! I know you have a sense of humor there somewhere in that corporate body of yours." Tim said while walking over to the front closet and pulling out his jacket.
Laura didn't know what came into her.
"Laura, you must be out of your mind. Obviously stressed from work got to you." She mumbled to herself.
The night was already deep. Laura slowed down the car. She was nervous as a cat.
Slowing down the car, she peeked through the heavy tinted window of her car. Looking about she became more nervous. "The place looks deserted." She mumbled again, unconciously gripping the wheel. "Oooooh! If I went all through this torture and found out that later that Phil gave me the wrong place... I'm gonna wring his neck and more."
(to be continued)
Since coming here in the states, I haven't finished anything. Question is...
Did I start on something I want to be done?
I think I did. Well, I hope I did.
But when I try to summarize on what I've done this past three weeks. My mind draws a blank.
I guess I was too busy doing nothing.
I'm currently watching America's Smartest Top Models.
It's really interesting.
It sucks you in into the story.
You can relate with the people.
You relate with their problems.
Their success...
And their disappointments.
Oh my god! Give me something to do! Please!
Okay. Sure I have my lazy days, but 13 months? Mmmm. Yeap, that's me. And since I'm still in my sloth phase, I'll enumerate the highlights of the year that passed:
::I was drunk. Many times. Learned drinking beer.
::Gained weight abroad, that my sisters started to watch everything I ate. Got tired of their nagging that I decided to diet. Lost twenty pounds in two months. I am now at 115 pounds. This is thinnest I've been since I got my period. Now I buy tops in medium or small sizes. Even bough a slacks in XS size. Waste line is twenty-four inches. And I got to wear mini skirt.
::Got a MacPro for a birthday gift from my step dad.
::Kicked Roy out of my life.
::Vuy and I are not speaking to each other. I just got tired one day of his misanthropic views. Sigh, if only we could sue someone here in the Philippines for emotional distress...
::Witness Isnit's fainting episode when his belly was pierced by an incompetent piercer.
::Saw Raymund's Vuyish side.
::Got new admirers.
::Got another stalker. One that really owned up to being one.
::Quit playing online games. Mostly my life revolves around DotA and being lazy this days.
::Had the end of my hair dyed red. And I can even sport a short bangs.
::I toured the major parts of Ilocos in my mom's non-air conditioning pick-up.
::I pose for my sister's photo trip as a star-apple selling whore.
::I went to gaybars for more than I can count.
::Fetched my step-sister from a hotel cause she and her lover don't have enough cash to bail out.
::I know now where Payatas is. And how it smells.
::Then had my red highlights covered in blue but came out as black.
::Found out that my weirdo/maniac magnet hasn't diminished one bit.
::My red highlights are coming out again.
::Currently have a boyfriend, who is:
• My brother’s friend since high school.
• Which means he’s three years my junior.
• Six footer, lean and tanned. Just the way I like my men.
• Prefers girls that acts like guys. That’s why he has a crush on me since he found out I was a tomboy.
• “Torpe”.
• Weird.
• Looks like a Satanist.
• Idolizes Jesus, because he believes that one must love thy enemies.
• His facial hair differs per season.
• A smoker since he was nine, but now is trying to quit.
• A very emotional and sensitive person inside. Which is weird in itself because it’s the farthest thing you will think when you look at him.
• Have weird sitting position.
• Lucky when it comes to cards.
• Unlucky when it comes to games with strategies.
• Obsess in cuddling and touching.
• Surprisingly sweet.
• Tried trimming my hair which came out too short to be called a trim.
::Which means all my red highlights are gone.
::Got a real job.
::Declared I was quitting before reaching a month.
::They didn't let me quit.
::Pass my resignation before the second month ended.
::But lo and behold, I'm still working.
The twins weren’t able to call out. So Ezra called me to see if I want to go to New Hampshire to watch the game between Boston Celtic and Detroit Pistons. After asking my parents if I could go, which they did, Ezra gave brought me up on our itinerary.
So, the next day they fetched me at home and after eating dinner which is made up of arrozcaldo and vegetable salad (mom has a great sense when it comes to menus), we took off so we could reach our destination before late night.
The trip was uneventful. And we arrived earlier than the family we were visiting. Unfortunately me and Ezra was holding our bladder for about more than hour. And the climate, which was freezing cold, wasn’t helping our situation. But I wasn’t much in need of a bathroom than Ezra. So me and Kidong told her to pee in the backyard. But she doesn’t want to. So she went down the car and said that she’ll go and check the doors. Maybe someone forgot to close one. Being dark and all, I accompanied her. When we reached the backyard we roamed a little.
“Maybe one of the neighbors will mistake us as thieves and shoot us.” Ezra said.
“Mmm. Ezra this looks like a nice place to pee.” I suggested.
“I don’t want to pee in the yard.” She said while she nudge the backdoor. When she was disappointed it was indeed locked, she went up the balcony and swipe the blinds aside and started yanking the sliding doors, creating a racket.
“Well, now we are definitely getting shot.” I said squatting down in the middle of the yard under the shadow of some unidentifiable tree.
“Okay. Everything is locked. I really need to pee. Ching, what are you doing?”
“Peeing.” I answered, still squatting in the middle of the yard.
“What?” she laughed, “Why are you in the middle of the yard and not in some secluded corner of the house?” Then she choose some spot by a wall of a wood and started to bring her pants down.
“Because from where I am sitting,” I explained “I could see any critter, bugs, or reptiles that are coming my way to bite my naked butt. Your spot seems to be critter friendly. Aren’t you scared that there could be a snake crawling near that wall you’re hiding and will just strike at your behind?”
“Stop it Ching! You’re scaring me!”
When we were done we went back inside the car to thaw out.
"Maybe we should call them and tell them we're here." Ezra said.
"Yeah lets." I said shivering at the back.
After some time. Tita and Tito came. We went in and they started interviewing me about dad's new girlfriend. Which it seems they know more than I do. Later their son, Yogi ( I laughed on the inside, on that one), came home too. I thought he was gay but then I was disabused of that fact later when he went and on about his son back in the Philippines. Then later Shine, short for Sunshine (which is his real name) came home too.
And what a ray of sunshine he is.
He was big, dark, bulky and always sporting a scowl.
And has a serious "Road Rage".
When driving, he shouts, spew a lot of profanities, and sometimes flipping the other drivers the bird when he gets mad at the little mistakes the other drivers do. He was scary. But other than that he was okay.
And then the Boston Celtics lost again!!!
Today I woke up at around eight. Me and mom are going to New York again for jewelries and bags. So we left early because we want to get on the express bus at Foxwood. And when we arrived in Foxwoods we found out that the schedule for the express bus of Greyhound was changed. So my mom asked me to sit at the lounge and watch the bags while she gets the new schedule information from the office. Chosing a chair, she choose the same chair I sat on the last time I was there. I was about to protest and asked her to change to the middle row of seats when she dropped her bags on one of them and left me. Sighing I sat at the chair next to her bag and laid my huge bag on the next chair. I don't want a rerun of the last time I was there. So when mom was gone I sat there and relaxed. Then suddenly this tall Arab looking guy stood in front of me and looked at the buses. Then he looked down on me and asked me something. All I got was the word bus and Greyhound. I asked him if he could repeat what he said.
"Are you waiting for the Greyhound bus going to Boston?" He repeated.
"No. I'm heading for New York. On a Grayhound bus too."
"They said that the bus was suppossed to arrived here by 9:20." He explained.
"Oh, that's okay. They are usually late. You just need to wait and they'll be coming along in a while." I assured him.
"Oh good. So where did you say you were heading?"
And that my friend, where it all happend again.
But at least he was far better looking than the Chinese guy. And when he got down to talking with me he has no choice but to sit on the chair after my bag... Far beyond my reach.
Then he told us he was gambling the whole night and was about to leave this early morning but was detained. And we asked about how did it go for him and he answered it went pretty good. He won a couple of hundreds. And he said he has a strong intuition about numbers that it borders on psychic.
And on that part my mind said, "Oh-uh."
Then mom came and he asked me if she was my mom or my sister. Which sent my mom in a twitter.
And he also said that there's something about Foxwood, that there's
like an aura or force that it doesn't make you want to leave.
Then he started on the statistics of winning cards. Then after that the money you earn annualy and the expenses. On which part mom was amazed by his calculations, of course mom's aptitude for math is less to be desired. Then he introduced himself as Constanstine. Then we also found out that he was Spanish and not Arabic as we first thought.
He also said that he knew we were Filipinos.
"I could see it in your faces." As he put it.
Then we explained that we could understand some of their language because we were under Spanish rule for how many years.
And he was amazed by this information.
Then after that, he changed topic and went into finding a right partner on life. He said a wise man should look for a woman with substance and brain. Because man is nothing without someone there who could push him.
Then our bus arrived. We have to say goodbye.
Then he told my mom, "You shouldn't bring her here." Waving his hand indicating me, "She's too young and too beautiful to be brought in a place like this."
My mom just laughed.
Then he asked if I go to Boston a lot. I replied go there if I want to eat dumplings.
"Okay. I'll give you my number. If you ever go to Boston give a call okay?"
"Yeah lab." My mom said to me. "get his number and I'll go ahead on the bus." Then she left me.
Traitor.
"Okay here's my number. It's easy to remember. Do you always go to Boston?"
"No. Just in Upton for paintball." I replied.
"Pingpong?" He asked confused.
"No." I smiled. "Paintball."
"Paintball? You mean..." ,then he made a gesture of shootiing.
"Yup." I replied. "But I was there last week, me and my friends watched a basketball game."
"Great. Okay, if you ever go there give me a call and maybe we could go out and drink coffee or have dinner."
"Okay." I replied putting the paper with his number on the side pocket of my backpack. "Nice meeting you." I said.
"Nice meeting you too." And we shook hands.
When I got on the bus, mom was there at the door waiting for me. As we took our seats I asked "Mom, what's with men at Foxwoods?"
"At least, he's good looking. Did you notice how soft his hands were?" Was her reply.
"No I did not. Did you know why he noticed me? He said beacuse I was wearing his favorite color."
Fingering my red beads, "Maybe I should throw this out."
"Why?" My mom asked me.
"Because I was wearing this when that Chinese guy was hitting on me last time I was here." I explained.
"He was?" My mom was doubtful.
"Yeah, didn't you remebered he was admiring it while he was fondling it?" I reminded her.
"Oh yeah." She said.
"And I was wearing the same earrings too. And the same shirt! And the same pants!!" I said amazed.
After thinking for a while, I said, " On second thought... I won't throw them away."
"What? Souvenir?" Mom asked.
"No, I'll burn them."
I was bored.
I guess you guys you know the saying, Mess with a drunk than someone who just woke up.
A new adage... never mess with a bored drunk person.
I was bored enough to get a li~~ittle bit drunk. I'm never good at handling beer, you see. And I was so bored that I was mad at the world.
For boring me perhaps.
The war of the pussies, as I like to call it, started with our key players...
Mark: the heroine of the story. A siren who lures men with his powerful voice.
Matt: the love of our heroine. A modern day knight in shining armor. And have fantasies about tubs.
Lee: the noble steed. okay, he wasn't in the story but what the heck.
Anton: he defies description but he's insanely obsesses in getting the heart, if not then the body, of our heroine.
And me: the bored drunk misanthrope.
It started when Anton again tried to snake his way into Mark's heart that Matt got jealous which made Mark angry and had to tell it all to Anton to punish Matt.
Got that?
Yes, love is never a straight paved road. It's like a rosary that's full of mystery and all that blah.
Making good of that chance, Anton sent a trashy email to Matt:
Hey Matt you should be checking on your so called wife! He's hitting on me I think! I am not trying to make you mad or anything but when we went out last time he tried to kiss me, and yes we did, but I told him stop coz its just wrong! Mark told me not to mention this but I just need to! Sorry for this but he told me HE REALLY LOVES YOU!!! So don't fret! Have a good one!!!
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It was a specious email if I ever saw one.
But Matt didn't reply instead he forwarded the mail to me with this note:
Just forwarding a trashy email! I don't believe it at all!! Lol+z.... Well I'm more excited on a surprise this Wednesday.... hmmm... he said its something he bought for me (Good, I dont have to worry about returning it! Lol+z) So did I do somthing nice to deserve a surprise! Lol+z... I guess I did I've been a nice boy for like 3 to 4 days!! Anyway you have fun girl! I was just checking on you MY LOVE MY SWEET CHING-FLING! I heard you'll be flying back home soon... I'm gonna miss you! But yeah thank God for the internet! Lol+z...
Take care...
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Problem was instead of forwarding it Matt accidentally pressed the reply button, thus sending it to Anton. Seeing his mistake he forwarded it to me again with another message:
Great!I accidentally clicked on reply instead of forwarding it to you! But yeah here it is my love!
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I started laughing.
Then Anton asked my email from Mark saying he want's to know Mark's friends. Mark didn't want to but Anton was persistent.
After acquiring his weapons of destruction, he emailed me and Matt:
So you got a love on the side Matt??? You asshole! this time Mark will be with me! So how long have you been cheating??? I guess this is something Mark doesnt know about! I AM SURE! This is what Ive been waiting for, for the longest time!! In a way thank you for cheating!!
Oh and to you Ching thanks! You may not know me but damn girl it seems you know Matt is with someone and still youre with him? Dont get me wrong coz I like it! Finally I can have what is supposed to be mine a long time ago!!!!!!!! thanks!
Matt youre in DEEP SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry my friend THIS IS IT!!!!!!
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Which I replied a droll:
Ohhhh Anton thanks for showing me the light!
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Then Matt emailed me:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
But sorry for putting you into this!
Stil this is....
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Okay I will sleep on it!!! lol+z... I need my sleep!! Love you!!!
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Then Anton forwarded Matt's mail to me to Mark and said:
Hey love, I am sorry but this email was accidentally sent to me by Matt. I hope you will be okay. If you wanna go out and need a shoulder to cry on I am just here, let me know and Ill come running or maybe driving to you. Hehe... just trying to make you laugh. I know this would hurt you AGAIN! SoI guess its okay to say I LOVE YOU!!!! Now its not as a friend anymore!!!!!
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Which Mark forwarded to Matt and me saying:
Matt what is this??? How could you do such a thing???? After all this time??? Lolololololololol... and you Ching youre my friend!!!! TELL ME WHY??????? Wahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... I have no idea whats going on but this is FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh well but poor Anton.... Okay mattie dont get me wrong again okay? Lolz! Love you both!!!
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Then a little later Mark sent another email:
forget i dont pity him, i just read his statement... THAT I WAS THE ONE WHO TRIED TO KISS HIM!!!!!!!!
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That was before I got drunk. I was just bored then.
But after dinner when I tried finishing my beer, I was drunken bored. So I started reading my mails when I notice the little insults Anton was throwing. He thinks he knows me and I not him.
So I sent another email replying to his mail to me:
oh yeah. forgot to tell you. I do know about you. I know about you before matt and mark got together.
and matt loves me because i'm the person who made it possible for them to be together.
and i'm gay, i prefer women. (smile)
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Then I slept on it.
The next morning Anton sent another email to me and Matt, replying to my drunken mail:
You can say what you wanna say!!!!! Both of you will regret it BIG TIME!!!!!
the thing is I will be charging this to your friend... and as for you Matt your so called wife!
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Which Matt gave a very mad email:
YOU FUCKING ASHOLE!!! WHY DONT YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE??? YOU FUCKING SCARED YOU CRAZY DEMENTED SHIT!!!!!!!! DONT YOU EVEN TRY ON PLANNING OR DOING SOMETHING BAD TO MARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU KNOW WHAT???? YOU ARE A BIG SISSY!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL YOU DO IS BOMBARD ME WITH YOUR FUCKING BORING EMAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT WHY IS IT THE COUPLE OF TIMES I SAW YOU IN THEIR OFFICE YOU CANT EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT ME?????? AND STOP DREAMING YOU ASS!!!!!!! NOBODY WANTS YOU YOUR PARENTS DONT EVEN LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR JUST A CUNT YOU DONT HAVE BALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRY AND MESS WITH ME AGAIN OR ANY OF MY 2 WIVES (YOUR JUST FUCKING JEALOUS COZ YOU DONT EVEN HAVE ONE!!!)!!!!! I ASSURE YOU ARE GOING TO BE THE ONE WHO WILL REGRET IT!!!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!! YOU MAGGOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Then Matt sent me an email after that:
Hey Ching if ever Anton starts emailing you with all his shit just ignore it or just spam or whatever!!! Okay??? Thanks! I love you too!!! Lol+z... I JUST WANNA KILL HIM THIS VERY MOMENT!!!!!!!! But that shit is scared!!! Anyway forget about it have fun!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!
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Which I replied:
it is okay. LOLZ.
i was a little drunk when i started reading his mails and i got annoyed. LOLZ. yes, a note to oneself, never drink and check emails. Wahahahahaha. i even told him im gay.
ahhhh, this shall relieve me from my boredom.
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And he replied:
Hahahahahaha Glad you are enjoying it!!! Lol+z... Yeah right just enjoy this! Lol+z...
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Then I gave another reply to Matt and Mark:
oh yeah! thanks for defending my honor matt!
i love you more for that!
ohhh, mark, it's so nice to have a big hunky man watching over us LOL+Z. lab you too mark!!!
the shirt's are not still here btw. I wouldn't be surprised if the mailmans are wearing fairy shirts now..
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Which Matt sent a reply to Mark and me.
Anything for my 2 "gay" girls!!! Lol+z.... I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE TOO!!!! Shhhhhh Mark might catch us!!! Lol+z
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Then I went back to replying to Anton's mails.
The guy was oblivious. Can't he see that Mark is added to all our mailing list in this episode.
Obviously, Mark knows everything.
So I replied to Anton:
i knew you were stupid...
Mark, sabi ko sayo mukhang bobo to eh. at tama nnman ako dabah? nanji, wlang karapatang mabuhay. wahaha.
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Which Anton replied barely 5 minutes later:
I understand tagalog! Bitch!
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Which I answered a scant minute later:
i know that you slut! wahahahaha.
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Then later Mark was apologizing that Anton got hold of my email address.
I replied:
lab you girl.
ako ay natutuwa sobra at binigay mo email ko. di na ako bored!!!! lab you!!!
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And Mark replied:
Sobrang comedy na toooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOO
pampaalis ng stress sa work!!! wahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... di ko lam pinagmulan nito pero si anton mabait naman sa akin sa pagiwan ng voicemail!
sweet ang sinungaling na ahas!!!!!! lolz alam mo sabi niya ganito "Please talk to me, I know you hate me again probably but I just cant get over you! Sorry! Call me please..." KAPAL NG MUKHA!!!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA...
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A little while longer Anton replied to me only:
FUCK YOU BITCH! I SWEAR I'M GONNA FUCKING FUCK YOUR PUSSY! SO YOU'LL KNOW HOW IT FEELS!!! I DONT WANNA WASTE MY TIME EMAILING YOU! PROBABLY THAT'S THE REASON WHY, YOU HAVEN'T HAD A DICK UP YOUR CUNT YOUR WHOLE LIFE! YOUR A WASTE OF TIME!
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Which I gave a happy:
wahahaha. that's it? oh i'm scared. lol. as if you're man enough for me.
and i've seen your ehem prick and this pussy ain't impress. so it's no
loss. i'm better off with my women.
and now i'm a waste of time... but lo and behold you emailed me again. and you went to mark to get my email too! i'm flattered. really i am.
fuck me? LOL. you wished. you need to drug me for that...
and forwarded it too to Mark and Matt. Because we know that Anton would even stoop to drug a person just to get off.
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And after sometime he replied:
How can say you that you haven't even seen me!!! PUTANG INA MO!!!!!!
Of course, we all know he's refering to the size of his penis. He wasn't even concerned that I know his drugging people underhandedly. He was more concerned that I find his size lacking.
Typical.
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I replied:
ah. by the power of the internet. (laughs)
what an intelligent reply...
you're such a skirt anton. you only fight with girls, or someone who's far away... mmm. you can't even face matt.
figuratively i have a bigger dick than you. (grins)
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Then he didn't reply back.
How disappointing.
So now I bored again that's why I'm writing this down.
