We don't know each other. Me "you", you "stranger". But I'm going to strike up a chat room conversation with you and hope you're in the mood to strike up a chat room conversation back anyway. Actually, I don't care if you are or not. I just got back from work and, like Steve Albini, I'm in a baaaad mood. Me "DiNozzo", you "hapless puke".
No, no, no...I love you, "stranger". Please accept this pittance of my openness of heart and extension of friendship. I already have this feeling that I know you. Really know you. Whoever the hell you are.