Stranger: Hi Sean Penn.
Me: I've gotten that before.
Stranger: ?
Stranger: I saw you on Bill Maher last night. You looked pissed.
Me: Long day.
Stranger has disconnected.
Second conversation: Stranger is a teenage (looking) girl.
Stranger: Are you French
Me: No. Just the haircut.
Stranger has disconnected.
Really?! Would you have stayed if I was French?
Third conversation: Stranger's camera features his dick. He is masturbating. Note: This was not the first dick I saw on chatroulette, but generally they flashed by quickly to avoid being reported. This one lingered, so I struck up a conversation with it.
Me: So, what'd you think of Avatar
Stranger (reaching over with one hand): What?
Me: It was really good. Do you think it should have gotten Best Picture?
Stranger (dropping dick for two hand type): WTF? That's fucked up!
Stranger has disconnected.
You're masturbating online and you call me asking you about a popular movie fucked up. Wow, the internet.
20 or so guys 'next' their way past me.
Fourth Conversation: A girl
Stranger: Hi.
Me: Hey! Congratulations on not being a guy's dick!
Stranger: Thank you.
Stranger: Are you from France?
Me: No. Florida. It's the haircut.
Stranger: Oh.
Stranger has disconnected.
What the hell? Is there a find the frenchman scavenger hunt going on unbeknownst.
A couple penises, several white guys with guitars, and several asian guys wearing headphones later.
Fifth Conversation: A Guy
Stranger: Hey!
Me: Hi?
Stranger: I loved you in Fast Times at Ridgemont High!
Me: What?
Me: Oh, you think I'm Sean Penn.
Stranger has disconnected.
Damn.
Sixth Conversation: Another Girl
Me: Hey
Stranger: You mean bonjour?
I have disconnected.
So, in conclusion, my exploits on chatroulette have led me to believe that in order to enjoy the site, you must be a girl, naked, French, and/or Sean Penn.
Definitely a site geared towards liberals.
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