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Eric Chandel @NeverHundred

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PMed

Posted by NeverHundred - October 12th, 2010


on facebook. by a girl. OH NOEZ!!!

Okay so it wasn't some random girl. We shared one friend and that friend made a post about a political candidate that he thought people should vote for. She made a response along the lines of, "I talked with him once, he never said anything about politics, he just kept speaking in cycles about nothing."
And I responded to that with, "Talking in circles about nothing? Sounds like the perfect representative for me." And you can'like' comments which she did. Than she sent me a message saying, "I think we should get to know each other." And inwardly I'm like, 'FUUUUUUUUUU!!!' because I might start talking with this person, but eventually she'll realize I'm a loser... or that I'm absolutely neurotic and a little bit insane. So i said what I always say when an attractive young lady sends me a message, "I'm not really that interesting."

And that's what I do. Because even if we did become e-pals what would the point be. Well, no, I'm fine with internet friends. But, she lives like a town away. She knows my name, she knows people i know... well a person. I don't like it when there is a chance I might actually meet a person face to face. I'm not good in those kind of interactions, I get devastatingly anxious.

Also the problem is she is actually really cute. Which frightens me more. Since if I've learned anything cute = dangerous. A large concentration of cuteness is both combustible and flamable and should be handled with care. Take this example of combustible cuteness. Example A. See that, dangerous stuff.

Okay so she response with a messgae like, "oh I think you're more interesting than claim." So I basically respond with something along the lines of, "sure." I was humoring her, being sarcastic. And she goes on about stuff, and than she asks if she spelt a word correctly and I say, "I don't care about stupid rules of grammar." and she says, "Well you should at least know them." Okay, so I'm paraphrasing here, the way she types is like the way a person would talk. She wasn't being grammatically correct this whole time.

This was my response to that, I pointed out that expression is more important than rules. I told her it was cool to write in the fashion of how you might speak. That she wasn't following the rules of grammar at all.

And so she hasn't responded to that. I either proved I was as bong as i initially said I was, or I may have annoyed her enough that she wont want to respond. Or maybe she just couldn't think of a response, or she might have taken offense. I don't know, I didn't mean it to be offensive, even when I am being offensive on the internet I'm not serious.

Oh well, I thought she was kind of cool too. But I usually don't send messages to people. A rule I'll waver on this site because I don't really care if I creep you guys out. But on other sites if someone seems uninterested in my flim-flamary I'll just let them go. I mean she pretty much initiated the conversation with me anyway, I warned her that I was a loser. But they never listen.

Now I'm sad because I thought I had made a new friend. But no... I should invest is a little house cactus.

I just remembered the one person who will never bring me down. C'thulu, your the greatest elder god ever.

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Comments

comment on my news post.

Comment on my news post first... oh, wait... NOW WAIT ASEC, THAT HARDLY COUNTS FOR ANYTHING!

I'll show you the what-for!!!

That gif always makes me giggle.

Giggle giggle.

That cat is a terrorist.

I want a cactus.

Here take these nine stray cacti. They've been following me everywhere I've been since noon last thursday.

PMSEDO4O01!

PMS EDO 4001

enlightening.

Borderline spam anus.

By golly, it turns out the last words I needed to complete my madlib were an adjective, a noun and a body part. You clever trickle of piss, how did you know?

Isn't it obvious? I'm God.

In fact, you're the only one that sees my account on this website. The hundreds of news posts and comments on them on my page, and my comments on others? Figments of your imagination. None of them really happened. Seriously, go check. They won't be there.

Now don't panic or get paranoid. Just go to church tomorrow, and all will be explained, son.

NEVER!!! YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER!

Also if they are still there when you check then we'll go with the other scenario and just say that I'm your alt.

NEVER!!! YO ARE NOT MY SON!!!

And if that's not the case then I don't know man I just don't know.

okay... you're my second cousins brothers best friends room mate twice removed from a college campus for public nudity.

None of that.

Okay.