So as I was getting ready to go to bed last night, I received the following text from a number which I have no contact data. I swear no texts have been altered at all.
12:06 a.m.
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Whats up bro? Wanna git tweaked up tonight and find some chicks to fuck?. Jack K.
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So, I’m thinking this is some spam or whatever and reply.
Next text:
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Finally, someone wants to party. I have plenty of party supplies. Know any chicks who might be up for it? What do you think about getting callgirls?
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Again, I’m thinking this is some spam or whatever and reply. This is at 12:29 a.m.
At this point, I’m literally crawling into bed, thinking the next text will be just Western Union x dollars and we can get this party started! You know, some scam or whatever this is will finally get to the punch line so to speak.
Next text:
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Are you being serious. I am stone cold serious even though it’s late. A teakin group fuck, what’s better, Roger?
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Okay, shit just got real. How does this spammer know my name? Seriously, wtf?
His replies:
My last text of the evening at exactly 12:30.
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I can’t gotta get up for werk tomorrowz. :/
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I woke up to the following texts:
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ok. If u change your mind I will be up. My neighbor and his girlfriend are coming over. She is hot and a lot of fun to fuck. You two would probably cum a few times tgthr.
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Have you ever fucked on this stuff?
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Werk…just take the day off
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are u just saying wtf right now?
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Final text last night coming at 1:02 a.m. amd reads…
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I’m not trying to be a jerk…I was just thinkin it might be a good time.
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So this morning I’m waiting for the shuttle after the train, and this whole thing is just making me sure curious. So I text back at 8:46 this morning.
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I fell asleep but was like wtf. How do I know you? I switched phones and this number has not contact info.
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Reply at 9:44 a.m.
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We used to work together…
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Me:
Him:
Me:
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Holy shit! What are you up to? How was last night? Lol
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Him:
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I was up to a fuckin good time. Tweaked like a muthafucka. Had a 3 way with my neighbors. She came while I was eating her pussy. We fucked for 4 hours. Still tweakin…would love to stir up some trouble with u. Git you laid while yer tweakin porno sex.
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Me (instinctively, yet mistakenly):
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Pics or it didn’t happen.
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Him:
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I don’t have any – also shes not gonna be in play for a while. you know any chicks who might be into it? If not, we pick out a couple callgirls, my treat. I know you would get off on the mth and fucking combo, ay?
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Next, I get an extremely graphic x rated picture, that literally almost made me throw up with the following message at 10:09 a.m.
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perfect recepticle for your nut Roger? One of my Hewitt buddies could round up pussies in no time…he might help us out. You game?
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Wtf is going on? I recognize the name from PriceWaterhouseCoopers (PWC), but I worked there like 8 years ago. I worked at Hewitt even before that. What in the hell would make someone contact someone that you haven't seen or talked to in almost a decade about tweaking on meth (I assume that’s what mth meant in his one text) and group sex? I think I know who it is but I'm not even sure.
Another text before I could even get this posted:
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you think im trying to git down yer pants? Be honest. Are u cool with a call girl? You pick her out online, I pay. That way we don’t have to waste time chasing pussy. A few months ago I got a 19 yo Italian chick. She bounced and kept squeezing.
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Anyone else have a former co-worker get back into touch with them in a similar manner or is this just the most fucked up thing ever?
There needs to be an app where you can not only delete someone else's contact info from your phone, but delete your contact info from theirs as well.