My Hot Date with a Hot-Bot

So, I'm checking my email, rights, and I'm in Hotmail and all, and then I sees that this friend of mine is on messenger and I don't really pay attention and then I go pee and come back and gets a message from him and at first I thought it was him but then I realized after I tried to do what he "suggested" that he'd been hacked and then I had fun.



Adam. J. says:
Hi r you there?

Bill Farrant says:
Yeah.

Adam. J. says:
i just took an IQ quiz

Bill Farrant says:
How low did you score?

Adam. J. says:
I was better than I am! I scored 108

Bill Farrant says:
Haha.
Nice work.
I once did one with my ex-wife, we scored 130, but I'm sure it was all her.

Adam. J. says:
you need to try if you can do better than me, http://iqscoreme4.com/?test=1so707d43
Im sure you cant haha

Bill Farrant says:
Haha.

Adam. J. says:
take it now while Im in the shower and tell me ur score later

Bill Farrant says:
Okay, I'll give it a go. I just smoked crack, so this should be interesting.
You been to the pub lately?

Adam. J. says:
good, you?

Bill Farrant says:
Yeah, I saw Mike. He says to say Hi.
Can I touch your tits?
Hey, why did you tell me you were going to take a shower? That's a little personal, don't you think? I mean, we're not that close.

Adam. J. says:
are you kidding? its me and not some bot, stop this

Bill Farrant says:
So, you been to the pub lately?
Are we playing chess?
I'm really good at chess, fyi.
I could really use a back rub right now.
Neck's real sore.
Sooo, I'm just gonna take my shirt off right now... get a little comfortable. I'm soooo sweaty.
I kinda dig digital life forms, you know? Kinda like Idoru. You know that book by William Gibson. Just saying.
Hahahahah! My pants fell down when I stood up. Whoopsies!
Hey, where did you go?
I miss you.
You're never there when I need you.
I'm going back to Jemma. That's final. You can take your "don't give a shit attitude" and shove it up your fucking ass, Missy. I'm done!
Ps. Can I touch your tits?
Are you still there?

Adam. J. says:
yes thats me

Bill Farrant says:
I love you.
I need to know the key words (said in that Seinfeld voice, like "Newman.")
Okay, fine, what personal information do you need from me? Your IQ test requires my phone number. I'll give you everything. Trust me. Take it all. Bank account number? Sure. Passwords to my private things? Why not! I'm doing this for our love, our special bond (Jeremy Bond, perhaps?). Just know it's real, "us."

Adam. J. says:
yeah, but nothing else is needed

Bill Farrant says:
Other than love?
Linda, I'm confused.
Can you give our love some parting words at least?
Linda, I'm desperate! Just say anything so I know you exist!
Please, just one word, a poorly put together sentence is enough.
Seriously, hack-bot Dude, just give me a line to end this story with.

Adam. J. says:
im not a bot silly, its me

Bill Farrant says:
Thanks!