chat with a stranger

[hooskins]

You: ?
Stranger: SO I HERD U LIEK MUDKIPZ
You: yeah son
You: i do
You: who told you?>
Stranger: I LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUURRRRRRRRVVV MUDKIPZ
You: samezies
You: samezees*
Stranger: yo dawg, i heard you liked cars so we put a car in your car so you can drive while you drive
You: hmm interesting concept
You: you know what "race car" is spelt backwards?
Stranger: probably something along the lines of racecar
You: that may or may not be correct
Stranger: a man a plan a cat a canal: panama
You: nice
You: what are those called again
Stranger: palindromes
You: yeah, you should watch thihs one dmitri martin standup
You: he has some crazy ones
You: good stuff
Stranger: i love him
You: samezees
Stranger: i think i've seen it
Stranger: Dammit I'm mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I'm in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level "Mad Dog".
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I'm a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I'm it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I'd assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
"Sir, I deliver. I'm a dog"
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I'm mad.