Figment of My Imagination
March 2nd, 2010
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You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi
Stranger: hi
You: asl?
Stranger: -50/asexual/your mind
You: -50? so are you your mom?
Stranger: No, i’ll be born in 50 years
You: so you some type of spaceman?
You: how’d you manage to do that
Stranger: I’m in your mind.
Stranger: You’re creating what I type.
You: what am i thinking about now?
Stranger: You’re thinking about cottage cheese.
You: OMG I’ve always wanted to talk to myself
You: do you think i should’ve slapped stacey for being a bitch today?
Stranger: Well i’m not really you.
Stranger: I’m just a thing you invented.
Stranger: probably out of boredom
You: well you’re in my mind, so by talking to you, i’m talking to myself right?
Stranger: i’m more or less another version of yourself
Stranger: but treated as separate
Stranger: like that movie A Beautiful Mind
You: which makes you… gay?
You: its cool though, i’m not homophobic or anything
Stranger: I don’t think figments of imaginations can have a sexual preference.
You: figments of my imaginations have sexual preferences
You: now dance for me
Stranger: I can’t dance, I have no legs.
You: then what can you do?
Stranger: I can talk back.
You: can you do math?
Stranger: 1+1=2
You: try dividing by 0
Stranger: Anything divided by 0 is 0
You: thats wrong, dividing by 0 creates a black hole
You: everybody knows that
You: watch i’ll show you
You have disconnected.
Submitted by A from Canada
(32 votes, score: 4.56)
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