i don't understand why girls come back for more.

this is a girl who had hand to gland relations with me last year at a university i no longer attend (i transfered), and for some reason she decided to talk to me for the first time in a year or so. anyway:

Girl: my bf is comiin to see me
entrepreneur: aww thats cute
Girl: yeah
entrepreneur: are you in for a weekend of uninhibited sexual exploration?
Girl: oh my
Girl: so....you miss me and stace?
entrepreneur: yah definetly
entrepreneur: i miss your constant pestering and your teasing of my orgasming all over you
Girl: you must have me mistaken with someone elses
entrepreneur: idle hands spend time at the genitals, and we all know how much God hates that.
Girl: why are you tellin me that?
Girl: so random
entrepreneur: because you probably are a sinner
Girl: my hands arent idle
Girl: and we're all sinners
entrepreneur: shut goddy McGood god
Girl : what?!
Girl : why do you have to say such dumb things sometimes
Girl: you'd be an okay guy if you didnt spout off such ignorant things at times
entrepreneur: im just harassing you because i care so deeply about you
Girl: bull@!
entrepreneur: whatever, you just dont believe in love
Girl: yes i do
Girl: not from you though
entrepreneur: thats a nice thing to say
Girl: i'm being honest
Girl: you're too mean at times
Girl: you're not mean to the ones you love
entrepreneur: whatever, the ones i love are the ones I give the shocker to the most
Girl: what shocker?
entrepreneur: You know
entrepreneur: Two in the pink, one in the stink
Girl: you need help
Girl: i dont think that shows real love either
entrepreneur What does then
entrepreneur: 2 in the stink?
Girl: no
Girl: that has nothing to do with real love
entrepreneur: ok
Girl: well that's nice to know
entrepreneur: it is, because im a nice guy
entrepreneur: Does your boyfriend beat you with his bowling ball in his other hand?
entrepreneur: I'm just asking you because your from the south
entrepreneur: and that seems like the appropriate thing to do for most southern gents
Girl: my bf doesnt own a bowling ball, and i dont appreciate your mean jokes, that you like to call humor, when they're not
Girl: i dont know of any guy that does that, so i dont really know where you heard that from, maybe you should get your info straight
entrepreneur: its all the rage
entrepreneur: I just drank 14 bud's and watched the nascar race
Girl: okay i hate beer, and i hate nascar
entrepreneur: Now Im going to get my bowling ball out and carry out my misogynist dreams
Girl: you need help
Girl: you really do

Who the hell would keep talking to me after half of those things I said? Whatever.