Some flirting

There are lots of rooms in Skypeland dedicated to flirting and pursuit of the opposite sex. In one room, hosted by a Vietnamese girl living in Scotland, a few people were in the talking area and batting their virtual eyelashes at each other and telling jokes. Interestingly, the Vietnamese girl had a thick Scottish Brogue. She tried to explain how this came to be, but the people in the room would not let her, butting in and making fun of her every time she tried to tell the story.

In the middle of the flirting, someone from England entered to start bragging about the English football team. People from France and other countries objected and said their teams were better. Then someone interjected, "I know what everyone can talk about. How is da wedder is where you live?" He had to repeat this question several times, since people thought he was asking people where they lived. Then the room descended into nonsense:

"Did you get my jokes? In da chat."

"Can I dress someone in here. I am sorry it is not relative to what is being discussed. Mr. T what are you doing in here? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Who is talking to me?"

"Come on Mr. T where are you from?"

"Why you ask me this question?"

"This is not an Irish chat room. You do not come in here and be quiet"

"My house has so many ghosts. I am waking up and everyone talking the shits".

"Who wanna talk to smeegol? Is meego so friendly?"

(Someone was speaking on his phone in the background, setting up a business deal, with his microphone open on Skype so everyone could hear it.)

"This guy speaka so loud. Shit."

"I cannot hear him."

"Look at dat. But hey hey you can hear me anyway."

Someone started to sing.

"Old man, stop singing"

"Open a topic. Do anything".

"meego wanna say hello to all the people in this fucking room."

Someone made some distorted sounds.

"I am just moving my laptop to the kitchen so I can go and smoke"

(Ah yes, obviously the kitchen is the healthiest place to smoke in the house.)

"She has wounds in her belly so I am looking after her kids. They took her to a hospital last night. One is five and the other one is two."

"I have three jobs...four. I work part time in Woolworths. I teach guitar and I am in a call center"

"You teach acoustic guitar?"

"Lead electric guitar"

"Fender girl"

"La scenda?"

"Fender girl"

"La scenda?"

"You play a fender?"

"La scenda? What is that?"

"It is a guitar type, yep"

"Oh yep...no just a regular guitar"

(Obviously, one would not expect an electric guitar teacher to have heard of a Fender guitar...)

"You ever hear of Rock School?"

"The movie?"

"No not the movie"

"Did you get my jokes?"

"I didn't get anything from ya"

"You are sure you are not from Ireland?"

She read a joke in a thick Scottish accent and I didn't understand it. She said she didn't get the joke. She asked several times if it was funny because the girl was giving a "B.G." People did not know what a "B.G." was and she said it was a "blow job". Well she definitely has a thick accent. Even the others from the UK could not understand her.

Two or three women giggled in the talking area. Some older confident men circled like sharks, telling jokes and laughing. A couple of younger men were present, but basically silent, unable to connect with the women or contribute to the conversation.