Who says you can't reason with the murderously insane?

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Stranger: darkness beyond blackest pitch, deeper than the deepest night. One who shines like gold upon the Sea Of Chaos. A void within everything. The source of all Chaos. One who has dominion over all terrible dreams.
You: LULZ EMO
Stranger: yessss
You: is that about the singer from fall out boy?
Stranger: moe
Stranger: get it ?
You: i dunno. i think you might be nuts.
You: because i have no idea whats going on.
Stranger: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moe_(slang)
You: checking
You: that only vaguely makes sense. i have to say, you're scaring the hell out of me.
Stranger: lol?
You: lol indeed
Stranger: ok
Stranger: so you slol?
Stranger: lsol?
Stranger: laughing scared out loud
You: DID YOU CRUSH UP TEN PACKS OF SMARTEES AND PUT THEM IN YOUR COFFEE?
Stranger: lol
Stranger: maybe scared of laughing out loud?
You: so you did? and then i suppose you snorted the mixture through a straw?
Stranger: Yes sure
You: i knew it.
Stranger: I went to the hospital tomorrow do you want to have came?
You: so, i think your bottom line is: coccaine is a hell of a drug. am i right?
You: but yeah i'll go to the time-hospital with you
Stranger: Ok yesterday we will go
You: i'll have been there
Stranger: just make sure to be there today
You: well, of course. i won't have not been already there.
Stranger: because I think if you wait you might miss yesterday
You: i already didn'r.
You: *didn't
Stranger: so after one hour I was bored of tried to get too much
You: me as not well! sometime i blue with the toe sky!
Stranger: I red with it
You: ever sand to the rick moranis crackers?
Stranger: I red a good story with it
Stranger: nes
You: ah. excellent. i germany.
You: in wednesday, of course.
Stranger: really I meant to mean that it meant that I mondayed janril
Stranger: after I finish apriuary
You: surely? i was to toast or the eastern hemisphere. no dog. eat! eat!
You: i finished apriuary at today.
You: (tomorrow)
Stranger: before you marched into dbattle?
You: no. i has cotton liquor.
Stranger: with wooden fire?
You: of sauce!
Stranger: aha so you like to grill fire on wood it tastes so good with ice ofcourse?
You: no. ew.
You: you're gross
You have disconnected.