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