Caution: Do not try this at home

On Sunday, after I had been in the car for uncountable torturous hours, I was craving some human contact. While calling someone is easy, there are times when talking just feels like too much work. It is that awkward stage of wanting company, but not quite desperately enough to engage in arduous work, like syllables and coherent sentences. In these moments, there is no more glorious invention that the text message. So, I grabbed my phone and the follow text-conversation took place:

ME: What doing?
CRAIG: You are going to get a ticket.
ME: What? For what?
CRAIG: For texting while you are driving.
ME: Whatever. I’ve got skillz.
CRAIG: Nlol
ME: What is Nlol?
CRAIG: Not laughing out loud.
ME: Shut up, you text while you are driving.
CRAIG: No. No, I don’t.
ME: Oh, you so do.
CRAIG: No, I pull over.
ME: Is your nose growing?
CRAIG: Really I DO pull over.
ME: Uh uh.
CRAIG: Seriously.
ME: I guess that is a good thing. You can’t drive even when you aren’t texting. I catch your point.
CRAIG: NLOL.NLOL.NLOL

Disclaimer: I did not actually state that I was driving. This very easily could have transpired at a stop light (or some other non-moving event), which isn't as dangerous as it is downright annoying.