Tough Luck

I love messing around with Calabasas people on AIM. Everytime im bored, i just play with their little minds and watch how they react. Sometimes its funny, sometimes they try to become all tough, but i still know their helpess in this online world of theirs.

I remember one guy, 'Screwyou', he had a bunch of numbers at the end. All of a sudden, i get some question. WHO IS THIS!! in Caps lock. I autonamtically know this is some Calabasy ass. Theres a Myspace in the profile with black typing all over. Ramones thingys and Elements decorate the borders.

So, i dont answer..........i already know whats hes gonna do next, they're all the same. They all give the basic response. This one called out. 'TELL ME YOUR NAME OR ELSE!'

I still dont answer. Theres always a simple chain of events with these kind of people.

1) First they ask.

2) Pose a Threat.

3) Start Cursing.

4) Plead and then beg.

Sure enough, he started phase number 3.

TELL ME YOUR FUCKING NAME OR ELSE I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU MUTHA FUCKER!

Here i started laughing out loud and hit my head on the bedpost. I fell on the floor laughing. For the third time in my life, i was actually ROFL.

I looked up on the screen and found yet another IM.

DUDE, COME ON. TELL ME YOUR NAME!!!!!!

I get up on the chair, and make him do phrase 5, cry......

thecoll1de: ok, fine, my name is

screwyou: DUDE, WTF, COME ON, ALL I WANT IF YOUR FUCKING NAME!

thecoll1de: *BEEP*

Screwyou has signed off.

6 words and i can make a Calabasy piss off. Why? Because most Calabasy have 3 things

1) Money
2) Power
3) Some weird reputation.

And on AIM, none of these things can help them.




Another encountering, this time with a girl. Man, these are my favorite. I love watching them throw stupid questions, expecting them to be answered in 5 seconds. For these type of girls, if you dont answer them within 5 seconds, they think your not there. They expect you to grieve over they're every need. So with the questions they give me, i just wait a long time and throw out a stupid answer. I love doing this.

I forgot the screename, but it was like xxhotjewxx.

xxhotjew: Hey

me: hi

remember, girls have different rules of engagement then guys. After you greet them, they always ask u a question. I dont think i ever have been wrong.

xxhotjew: r u popular?

me: i dont go to school

xxhotjew: OOOO THATS SOOOO COOL! R U HOT?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

And yes, she did put some 80 things at the end.

me: I dont have a mirror

xxhotjew: what do you mean u dont have a mirror, everyone has a mirror.

Ok, for this conversation, this is the sweet spot to kill them off.

me: NOT EVERYONE HAS A MIRROR, NOW GO PLAY WITH YOUR HOT, POPULAR FRIENDS AND SHUT UP! NOT EVERYONE IS RICH ENOUGH TO BUY A MIRROR YOU DAMN REDNECK!

Boom, i win. She, on the other side, is probaly staring with her mouth open wondering" HOW THE HELL CAN HE SAY THAT TO ME! IM HOT, IM POPULAR, I SHOULDNT HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS!"

Its really easy pissing off people like these. I dont really feel guilty. I should, but i dont. I ghost, watch her sign off, then sign back on and get a glass of water.

Ahhhhh, the perfect way to end a day.

P.S., i think screwyou was the russians friend. No, not natasha, the other one.

And so I DONT HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY A FUCKING MIRROR!