I Don't Like Skype

He avidly procrastinated, and yes, it drove me insane.

“I am your long lost cousin from Israel” he told me.

I had no known relatives, so, I wasn’t so quick to dismiss what he said. He said he would like to meet me and family of his that he owned. I felt so terrible telling him that he and I had no family, at least, not on my side of the world. He was in need of moneys for his tripels, which I could only assume was either a misspelling of triple or that he needed money for a trip. For his travels. I wasn’t sure what he needed a triple of, so I assumed it was for travels.

He taught me how to put out fires with my urine.

I had bank account for his tripels. He told me that I spoke negative English, which I could only assume was true. I asked if he could lend me some money for English lessons. He have spend moneys on some uno persons, and if he were to ask for details account for my persons, I may attribute said dollars to his persons. I had no dollars, so I avoided the discussion.

I told him I had no bank account to give or receive said dollars. That I took only cash and money orders, on Tuesdays in particular. He told me that he was unable to pertain moneys for Australiasian cashes, and asked if I had acquaintances that might have been moneyfull in my ordainment. I did not.

He had shekel only. He offered me five shekel for my persons, which was later revealed to be approximately and exceptionally less than a dollar here. I asked him to send them to my electronic mail. He told me he was not like a time traveler or nothing. I received no email, thankfully.

He wanted to transport himself to Australiasia (which did not exist) to be with my familiars (who did not exist.)

I asked him why he hated me. I was trying to read. He informed me that he was not hating on myself. He was hating on his hearing that mine ethnicity was variegated.

Luckily, I asked him if he was a terrorist, for I become bigoted when threatened. My non existent mother often told me not to talk to terrorists. He said he was no radical and asked me to please be calm. He no respond love making strategies of mine. For some reason, he thought I wanted to bomb his email. Really, I just wanted a picture of his mum’s boobs.