Harry Potter vs. Frodo Baggins in one of the best conversations in history.

omegleshit:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: FML

Stranger: What’s wrong?

You: NOTHING, GOD

You: YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND

Stranger: Then why the hell did you say FML?

You: it’s just this whole voldemort trying to kill me thing, plus dumbledore’s dead so there goes my VIP membership at the strip club

You: it’s suuUUCHHhHh a hassle

Stranger: God. You’re such a pussy.

You: hold up

You: do you even know who you’re talking to?

You: i’m HARRY POTTER

Stranger: Wah, wah. Voldemort’s trying to kill me. Oh, let me go hide behind Dumbledore. Oh no, Dumbledore’s gone! Let me hide in a tent for a year. Wah, wah. You make me sick.

Stranger: You know who I am?

Stranger: Frodo fucking Baggins.

You: who?

Stranger: Oh my god. Really?

Stranger: How did literature get so messed up?

Stranger: I’m the original hard ass.

Stranger: While you were hosting teabagging parties in that stupid tent of yours, I was suffering from starvation and hallucinations in the Mountains of Mordor.

You: snore

You: is there any vag in this story cause i’m bored already

Stranger: No, pansy, there isn’t.

Stranger: Not in my story, because I spent most of it being hunted by flying Nazgul, being chased by giant spiders, orcs, and Balrogs, and blindly following a creature called Gollum throughout enemy territory all while going insane by the power and weight of the One Ring.

Stranger: And all you did is dance around at the Yule Ball and cry about Voldemort, who isn’t even that threatening.

Stranger: You know what Sauron is? He’s an eye. You think Voldemort putting dreams in your head is scary? Imagine carrying Voldemort around your neck at all times and you’ll know what I went through.

Stranger: What the hell have you done that’s so commendable?

You: i’ve done

You: stuff

You: like

You: loads of stuff

Stranger: Really.

You: YEAH

You: like this one time

You: my fatass aunt was like

You: YOUR MOM’S A BITCH

You: and i was like

You: DID I SAY YOU COULD LEAVE THE KITCHEN

You: and i reached back like a pimp and i slapped the ho

You: and like blew her up

You: with my MIND

Stranger: Astounding.

You: oh my goooood, i don’t have to prove myself to you, man

You: i’m super hard, too

You: i had to carry around a horcrux one time

Stranger: I’m sure the five minutes you carried it were such agony. You’re definitely a changed man now, I bet.

You: omfg you didn’t even have to play the hero, you just dove right in there

You: “oh, gaydolf, pick me!! i will take it!! i’m a little fudge packer!!”

You: i was FORCED to do this. like, this frizzy-haired vagina bitch was like “NEITHER WILL LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES”

You: you think i’m dumb enough to refuse my destiny?

Stranger: Boo hoo, what a scary prophecy! I’m so scared!

Stranger: You know what I had to live with?

Stranger: One ring to rule them all

Stranger: One ring to find them

Stranger: One ring to bring them all

You: and in the darkness teabag them

Stranger: I fucking hate you.

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Holy shit. Best convo EVER.