Text Generation - Revisited

A text I received today:

From: *.*. *****

Realy good. I was just wondering if. u would marry me.
Dec 5, 1:38 pm

(The 'realy good' was in response to my "hey, how are you doing".)

Yeah, this was ten hours ago, and I still haven't gathered my thoughts enough to post more than the message...

I'll get back to this at a more... clear... time.

WTF?!?!?!

Okay, it's time to get back to this.

Um, this was a kid I graduated with from high school. Also notable: he has a girlfriend (this is the least of my concerns at the moment). In response to the text, I (as any sane person would do) laughed and said "Sure, how's next week for you." Yeah, little did I know, he was serious. He then continue to profess his undying love for me and said that he just wanted to have one chance with me to see if it were really meant to be. Let me just state that I met this character in sixth grade. When I was like, 12. We're 23 now. How does this realization, no no, delusion just pop up over night????? Alright, back to the facts. Later in the conversation I said I needed to go cook something for dinner, which led to my skill set, which somehow brought upon a downright disturbing sexual comment. In telling Higgy about this little comment, I called *.*. a 'sexual deviant'. Higgy then explained to me a sexual deviant only does freaky freaky things. The term I was looking for was most likely 'sex predator' - one who would likely be arrested for his/her sexual exploits. I'd have to agree. You just don't text those things to a girl you haven't seen in 4 1/2 years. You just don't, not unless you have plans for much worse. Also, I would just like to try to maintain SOME of my reputation here by stating that I did nothing to bring on this comment. I was litterally discussing cooking chicken, then BAM, here's some delinquint text on my phone. I probably shouldn't have deleted that one for evidence sake when they pick him up for loitering by the local high school... or middle school for that matter. But yeah, he doesn't know where I live anymore so when I go home next week I'll most likely be able to avoid him.

... do I have some sign tattooed on me or something?? Good God.