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So this title doesn't give you any idea as to what I will be writing about. Plenty of ideas are probably flying through your head right now. Maybe I will write about me trolling, or maybe I will write a random story. To end the extreme agony you must be going through, I will tell you. This is a trolling article.

I am friends with a bunch of people on Facebook that I don't know. Most are from other towns. Sometimes random people will talk to me and many of the conversations I have with strangers are pointless. Today a girl started talking to me. This is the message.

Lauren: Boy or girl?????

Me: Boy.

Lauren: My neighbor told me he saw you looking through my windows last night at me and Kailey..

Me: Who are you? XD

Lauren: A person.. You should no... Your the one stalking me

Me: I'd love to be able to tell you that it was me, but I live half way across the state from you. I didn't drive over an hour to look at you through a window.

Lauren: Really now..?Whys that??

Me: Whys what?

Lauren: Why would you want you to??

Me: Because it would be funny as fuck to be able to say that it was me. But it wasn't. So have fun looking for your stalker. The best way to talk to them would be to walk into a dark alley or something. They like to appear there.

Lauren: So I can find youuu?

Me: What?

Lauren: Would i fid youuu in that ally?

Me: No. I'm not your stalker. But if I was, I would approach you if you were in a dark alley alone.

Lauren: What would you do..?

Me: I'm not the stalker. Idk what he thinks.

Lauren: You said you would approach me..? What do you mean?

Me: Come up to you.

Lauren: And do what..?

Me:If it was me, I'd shake your hand and say "Its good to meet you in real life" Then I would proceed to ask you what you were doing in a dark alley alone.

Lauren: Ooh.. Im sure..

Me: If you are trying to imply that I would rape you, you need to become a little less full of yourself. And get your big head out of the gutter.

Lauren: Uhm im not saying tht..? Wthh? Get your head outtah the gutter..

Me: You were implying it.

Lauren: No i wasnt?

Me: Why is that a question? Did you say it with an upward inflection at the end?

Lauren: What??

Me: Never mind...

Lauren: kay?

Me: How is that a question?

Lauren: Idkk?

Me: That isn't a question either.