So, some random number texts my roommate’s phone while we were hanging out at home tonight with friends, breaking in the new Nintendo Wii. We decided rather than ignore the text, to engage the person. I think we just broke up some high school romance. The conversation went as such:

Random: N**ga, you be trynna mackkk on my girl?
Us: Why, yes, Sir. I indubitably am, my fine fellow.
Random: Who this
Us: Sir, I doth believe you contacted me first.
Random: N**ga, you were at the Auburn game texting my girl
Us: Kind Sir, I suggest you have further trust in “your girl” – this is a grave invasion of her privacy.
Us: Is this insidious quarrel over?
Random: Shut the f**k up.
Us: So you’ve figured out I’m the wrong person then?
Random: No.
Us: You are truly a gentleman and a scholar.

Ah, delightful chap. She’s quite the lucky one, eh?

[Update in the comments... all out texting war!]