pornoceros: Hey, baby.

pornoceros: I woke up thinking of you this morning.

pornoceros: What are you wearing?

pornoceros: You got anything under there for me?

pornoceros: Oh, that's right. You sleep naked, don't you?

pornoceros: It's 30 degrees outside. You need someone to keep you warm?

pornoceros: Can you feel my hand on your leg? Can you feel my breath on your—

minnie: This isn't Minnie. Minnie went to work a little while ago. I'm using her account to check my e-mail.

pornoceros: Oh shit...er, hi, Leah.

minnie: Who is this? How'd you know my name?

pornoceros: ...

minnie: I've got your IP address. Tell me who you are or I report you.

pornoceros: It's Max.

minnie: LMAO Well, good morning, pornoceros.

pornoceros: Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't know you used Minnie's computer—

minnie: Put the shovel down. You've dug yourself a big enough hole as it is.

pornoceros: ...

minnie: That was so corny. Do you always talk to my sister like that?

pornoceros: I was just messing around.

minnie: And what's with the screen name?

pornoceros: I should be going.

minnie: Yes, you should.

-- pornoceros has signed off --

-- In a fit of laughter, minnie has dropped her Coke while signing off --

"Text Message" #2008-01-08 © 2008 Jesse Gordon