I was havinga run-of-the-mill conversation with my laptop. This happens more often than you think.
The Internet: Hello, friend. How’s it hanging?
Tara: Ah, not too bad, thanks. I’d like to go online, please.
The Internet: Lovely. What about?
Tara: Well, I thought I might just mess about for a while. Maybe make a terribly sweeping statement. Alert people to a piece of information. Crack a joke. That sort of thing.
TheInternet: Oh, no. That won’t do at all. What was your first sad memory?
Tara: Why do you want to know that?
TheInternet: Never mind. What are you wearing?
Tara: A yellow tea cosy and a pair of…. Hang on a second. What’s this all about?
TheInternet:So would you rather talk about an ugly sexual experience in your 20s; depression, or a time you hurt someone close to you?
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