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Me: Hey what's up

who is this

Excuse me? i don't even know your number u whacko

Honestly. kiss my ass. Not in the mood for some fat kid on his phone to be bothering messing with me

Oh really. look here u bag of ass static. I would turn yur ass into gelato. don't fuck with me son. Yur probably some weak ass hoe. Im Italian. I drive a JEEP CHEROKEE bitch. Used to lift weights, college cheer leader, etc, etc. U don't want to be texting me without life insurance bitch.

WRONG. Yur the JOKE bro. Now go waste someone elses time dude. u pansy.

Spray tan? I'm part Pakistani u fag apple. and if you want to talk about spraying, i'll spray your ass with some banana paint and then let a monkey fuck ya.

U are messing with the wrong dude bro. I'd slow ya roll and go back to ya desk job before i order u an ass kicking.

that's what i thought boy

Yeah, like u got any friends. Me and my boys will work u bitch. and u better hope we don't see u or any of your Guido muppet buddies around town, or at the mall. My boys are old school hard core.

Blah. Loser. Afraid to show yor self. Looks like yer boys are spray tanners. U bitxh!!!

We will WORK YOU bitch.

What i'm trying to say bitxh is that i am a rider son!! A hustler. And my crew fuxks whack people up like you and your fake ass boys

i win son.