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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
 
Stranger: male
 
Stranger: straight male
 
You: I'm so sorry, please forgive me, who would I pray to, to straighten out these problems?
 
You: Straighten out these problems, straighten out my mind
 
You: straighten out this crooked tounge, my mind has wandered, straight and narrow
 
You: my mind has wandered from the flock you see, my mind has wondered, the man just said so.
 
You: my mind has wandered, I hang on to thee.
 
You: and the flock has wandered, away from me...
 
Stranger: do you take meds
 
You: Some really fucking good coke.
 
You: why?
 
Stranger: because that ramdom talking is not normal
 
You: I'm the virus; are you the cure?
 
You: because I am morally impure
 
You: I'm a disease, and I am unclean, I'm not part of God's well oiled machine.
 
You: Christian nations, assimilate me, take me in your arms, and set me free.
 
Stranger: are you on zyperxa or risperadol
 
You: I am a part of a degenerate elite, dragging our society into the street.
 
You: zyperxa.
 
You: The alcoholic bastard waves his finger at me, and his voice was filled with evangelical glee
 
Stranger: i feel bad for you i really
 
Stranger: do
 
You: while sipping down his gin and tonic, while preaching about the evils of narcotics
 
You: and the evils of sex; and the wages of sin; while he mentally fondles, his next of kin
 
Your conversational partner has disconnected.