I’m still trying figure out why some guys are so incapable of coming up with creative cheese-up lines nowadays.
I don’t know if this happens to you but I often receive some sms’es from strange numbers which, without fail, read “Hi (or hie, hello), can we be friends (fren/ frens/ a fren, depends on his grammar culture)?”.
Then my reply would be “who (the cheese, depends on my mood) are you?”
Check out their replies.
“You don’t know me. I just simply sent a message and found you.”
Err, okay. If you’re that free, would you mind coming over and wash my car?
“You don’t know me. But I just found your number in my phonebook. Mind to intro?”
Are you sure you didn’t get your phone from the snatch-thief who grabbed the handbag of my ex-college mate 2 years ago?
Type 3, which is also the most annoying
“You dunno me. Mind to be fren?”
“How did you get my number?”
“I just want to be a fren with u (sic), whats ur name?”
“I asked how did you get my number.”
“I forgot. But im honest person just want to fren u.”
So I decided to save 10 cents and donate to the World Cheese Association for “limburger VS hallucination” research, and ignore this loser who doesn’t even have sufficient brain cells to remember.
“Hey, why no reply from u. Can I fren u? I am not bad person.”
“I was asking who are you and how did you get my number.”
“Okay my fren give me one lar. Whats ur name?”
“Who is your friend?”
“I forgot. But can we be a fren?”
Help, Cheesus Crust.