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Jess is an internet predator.
I gave my dad a package for Jessica that I needed taken to the post office yesterday. Being the nosy guy that he is he looked at the address and saw that she lived in New Jersey. So he pieced it all together in that brilliant little mind of his and asked me if I met her over the computer. Me, being unable to come up with a believable lie at the moment said yes. That was the end of the conversation.
So later on I was doing...something, and my dad calls me into my parents room and gave me that old you can't trust anyone online spiel. Apprarently everyone that uses the internet that isn't me is some child predator just itching to find out where some young impressionable child lives so that they can follow them home and murder them.
Dad: Jasmine, you know you've got to be careful over the internet. There are a lot of people on there who will try to trick you into giving them information. It's dangerous to send packages to people and put your return address on them.
Me: I'm 17 I'm not an idiot. I've known her for over a year and I've spoken to her on the phone before. If she's been scamming me all of this time and I haven't noticed then I deserve to die. It's natural selection. =
Dad: Don't even joke about that. I'm just warning you to be careful.
Mom: Yeah it could be some 50 year old guy. ::mimics man trying to fake teenage girl's voice:: Or it could be a 50 year old lesbian ::laugh::
Me: SWEET!
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