I am five. With, uh, a naughty vocabulary.

{Ariel}: *pokes you
[me]: I HATE YOU
{Ariel}: ?
[me]: I'm PMSing. Sorry.
[me]: See my most recent journal entry. :-)
{Ariel}: ok
{Ariel}: lol
[me]: That's pretty much my default answer to everything today.
{Ariel}: i was gonna say, for once I DIDNT DO ANYTHING!!!!
{Ariel}: lol
[me]: Really? You say you bought such a cute butterfly pin from the local church Avon lady? DIE IN A HORRIBLE FLAMEY INFERNO, WHORE.
[me]: So yeah, I'm pretty sure my period is coming early.
{Ariel}: ROFLMAO

[me]: AIGHT
[me]: I TALK TO YOU LATAH CRACKA
{Ariel}: lol AIGHT
{Ariel}: AIGHT HONKASS
[me]: BITCH
[me]: MY ASS WILL HONK ATCHA
[me]: IF I HAD ENOUGH BEANS
[me]: Oh, sorry-- BEANZ
[me]: TOOT TOOT MUTHAFUKKA
{Ariel}: its cuz you headlights confuz it, yo body think it a car
[me]: LOL
[me]: That one definitely gets quoted.