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TEXTUAL CONVERSATION
MysteryDigits at 12:25 am: i just pised in this diaper i found
Me at 12:16 am: firstly, you're gross. secondly, you spelled pissed wrong
MysteryDigits: i don't care
Me: why did you tell me that?
To close out freshman year, the mates and I hit a few relics in the apartment in memorial of the memories and feats of the first year of college. Last night, I was reminded about a little present we left and all the laughs we had with these (see #1).

MysteryDigits at 12:25 am: i just pised in this diaper i found
Me at 12:16 am: firstly, you're gross. secondly, you spelled pissed wrong
MysteryDigits: i don't care
Me: why did you tell me that?
MysteryDigits: i found this diaper at efy and it had this number on it
Me: OH MY GOSH NO WAY! that's amazing!
MysteryDigits: who is this? how long ago did you do this?
Me: I lived in heritage last year. my roommates and i hid them up in all the closets the last week of the semester

- ten minutes pass (i can only image boys in lanyards throwing open the top cupboards and finding 5 more adult diapers)-

MysteryDigits: that is so funny! we're streaking in them tonight!!

Me: send me a picture. i need to show my roomates. you don't understand how urgent it is
MysteryDigits: only if i get a pic of you first
(at this point i'm nearly laughing out loud picturing this little boy trying to send a flirty text and get a picture out of it)
Me: what? how old are you 14? i'm not a pedophile
MysteryDigist: 18. so is the pic coming?

No sir. The "pic" never was sent, but I can't even begin to describe how elated I was to find out that someone wore that diaper. Even if they can't spell.