My Pakistani stalker

October 29, 2006

Maria: Hello?
Pakistani: Who? Who are you?
Maria: Maria?
Pakistani: Maya? Why? Why Maya?
Maria: I’m Maria?
Pakistani: Why you have this number?
Maria: Uh .. I got it .. from the shop?
Pakistani: No, no. Why you haev this number? This is not your number. Are you uncle?
Maria: Ehh .. This is my phonenumber.
Pakistani: You know my uncle?
Maria: No
Pakistani: You live with my uncle?
Maria: No.
Pakistani: Then why you have this number? It is uncle’s number. 
Maria: Sorry, this is my number. You must have got your uncles’ number wrong. 

Maria legger på. 2 minutter senere.

*1 new message*

Pakistani: I have sent many message to this number. U have got all messages. U r not uncle isnt. U should tell me. Not very nice isnt.

*2 new message*

U r very funny Maria. Yesterday I got call from other number. When I pick up, caller play music and laugh. It was u isnt it. Tell me honest.  

2 uker senere ..

*1 new message*

blablabla (urdu) Ramadhan balbalblabla Allah.

Enda en uke ..

blablabla urdu blabla frog said to sarkar jump in water blablabla urdu blabla frog jump in water suicide hahaha blabla.

Med unntak av et par spredte urdu og hindimeldinger, har det vært stille i over en uke. Til i dag.

*1 new message*

How are u uncle hehehehe what a coincident lolz h r u anyway whts ur name freha or maria im not sure abt urname u r pakistani arent u.

Jeg har en venn.  

 

 

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