[Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010 - 1:32 AM]
Haz: Niall?
Tommo: afraid not, mate
Haz: Oops.
Tommo: hi
Haz: Sorry, you go first.
Tommo: so
Tommo: what brings you to the wonderful world of social media?
Haz: Me and my friend Niall are trying to find each other.
Tommo: oh boy
Tommo: i'll leave you lads to it then
Haz: Wait, no.
Haz: Don't go.
Haz: You seem nice.
Tommo: how have you come to that conclusion based off of five texts?
Tommo: i could be an axe murderer for all you know
Haz: But there's a large chance that you aren't.
Tommo: you can't confirm otherwise
Haz: I suppose you're right.
Tommo: How old are you anyways, lad?
Haz: Well, now I'm leaning more towards pedophile than axe murderer.
Tommo: nice one
Haz: I'm 16.
Tommo: you're a baby, who let you on the internet?
Haz: I'm old enough!
Tommo: yeah right, are you even potty trained yet?
Haz: Obviously.
Tommo: oBviOUsLy
Haz: Oh real mature.
Haz: You can't even type properly.
Tommo: that is NOT true
Tommo: i'm just cooler than you cause i have more experience
Haz: How old are you then, elder one?
Tommo: old enough to use the internet, that's for sure
Haz: You're being so cryptic, I feel like I should probably fear you.
Tommo: you should
Haz: What's your name?
Tommo: whoa whoa whoa
Tommo: slow down there, mate
Tommo: trying to get into me pants already now, are we?
Haz: NO!
Haz: That's not what I meant at all.
Haz: I was thinking we could be friends or something.
Haz: Internet friends?
Tommo is typing...
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Tommo is Typing
Short Storya witty story about two idiots who meet over the internet ft. dad jokes
