Hey yr like realy cool and i love you yr freakhghhiig
from an 818 phone number, Saturday, May 31, 8:32 PM

Wait! Dammit! My ego had almost been boosted, but then this text message degenerated into a string of random incomprehensible babbling. You may love me, 818, but sadly that doesn't mean much if you can't end that sentence with an actual word.