Survival of The Fittest
December 23rd, 2010
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label ‘Stranger:’. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
You: You wake up sitting in front of a metal table, under a flickering ceiling lamp. Next to your pool of drool there’s a tire arm, a flashligh and an envelope with your name on it. How do you proceed?
Stranger: Hi
Stranger: cum
You: You cum onto the table. Now what?
Stranger: all over the table
You: You ruined the only clue that could get you out of your predicament. Way to go.
Stranger: fry my cum on lamp and eat
You: You die.
You have disconnected.
Submitted by Carlos from Venezuela
(33 votes, score: 4.09)
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