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Post by sisyphus on Nov 10, 2006 11:27:53 GMT -5
I once had a girl break up with me over the phone and it was obvious what her new boyfriend was doing. Evil. Evil. Okay, yeah, I'll take email over the phone. Phone has always been bad. Bad. Ugh. what a twat! |
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Post by skvorisdeadsorta on Nov 10, 2006 14:18:45 GMT -5
Eh, it happens. I can't say I'm angel either, but I've never done anything quite that bad.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on Nov 11, 2006 20:47:45 GMT -5
That girl sucks.
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Post by sisyphus on Nov 15, 2006 6:24:04 GMT -5
she sure does. and blows.
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Post by Paul on Nov 15, 2006 9:38:06 GMT -5
I once had a girl break up with me over the phone and it was obvious what her new boyfriend was doing. Evil. Evil. Okay, yeah, I'll take email over the phone. Phone has always been bad. Bad. Ugh. what a twat! Jesus!!! That's just wrong. I don't know what I'd do....I can't even imagine ever hurting someone like that. |
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Post by sisyphus on Nov 15, 2006 9:56:03 GMT -5
that's because you're a good person, Paul. you practice kindness and empathy. unfortunately, it seems there are some real twats and assholes out there. it is fucking wrong. sick bitch.
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Post by Paul on Nov 15, 2006 10:12:52 GMT -5
Some may argue that I'm a good person....for the most part I try not to be mean to people or be an asshole....I lose my cool from time to time though. I've also broken up w/ a girlfriend over the phone b/c I had met someone else....I felt real bad, and I definitely wasn't making out with the other girl while breaking up. I admit that was not a good way to end things, but I was in NY and the ex was in SC....the girl I met was in NY with me and it wasn't like I could fly or drive down to SC....This was also in 1993 and I was 17....well before the day's of cell phones, text messages, emails, etc....I was working in NY for the summer and couldn't leave. Both me and the other girl didn't want to continue until we both broke up with the other we were dating. All in all it was a crappy way to break up with someone, but there was really no other alternative.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Nov 15, 2006 10:40:11 GMT -5
Yah. I think I broke up with the best guy I ever had over email. I was an idiot. We lived far away, regardless I was an idiot. Life, it does go on.
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Post by sisyphus on Nov 15, 2006 14:21:03 GMT -5
yes. it always goes on. there's always someone else to meet. but it's always fun to meet someone that makes you want to stop looking.
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Post by sisyphus on Nov 15, 2006 15:16:22 GMT -5
okay, black dildo story: (decided it fit better here than on the top ten countdown)
remember that guy i mentioned dating before, the paranoid schizophrenic? for a brief stint he was a radio dj for a classic rock station. he did his show one night, but totally mouthed off. he started going off about all sorts of insane shit and got himself fired the next day. in any case, he was elated. after the show he came rushing into my apartment. i was in bed. he came into my room carrying a 12 pack of beer and an old pillow case containing some mysterious object. he stripped off all his clothes and starting prancing around the room talking loudly, and talking as if i were not even there.
SUDDENLY, he yanks out this HUGE 15 inch black dildo. it has some kind of suction on the flat part behind the balls, and he sticks it to the wall. he then takes the entire 15 inches down his throat, saliva dripping everywhere. he comes off, gagging a bit, and continues ranting about the end of the world, god, the black race and how they must take their places as kings and queens of the land, and all sorts of other stuff. he is in a complete frenzy. he's gotten really hard, and his cock is bouncing around looking ready to burst. he takes the dildo and puts in on the edge of my bed, pointing straight up. he sits on it: takes the whole thing into his ass in less than a minute. then he starts squealing in some quasi-religious orgasmic frenzy and bouncing up and down on the dildo while simultaneously jacking himself off until he spurted onto the floor. he seemed to be in a trance. he didn't seem to know i was there, yet there he was in my bedroom. it was insane. after he finished, he carefully washed the dildo in the bathroom, cooing to it and talking to it the whole time. i was a bit mortified after that display, and it was one of the early clues that although this guy was passionate, creative, and smart, there was something a little off about him...
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Post by Fuzznuts on Nov 15, 2006 15:20:11 GMT -5
In no way did that disappoint.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Nov 15, 2006 15:22:24 GMT -5
WHOA-ah. whoa. i would have been hiding in the closet by that point.
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Post by phil on Nov 15, 2006 15:24:06 GMT -5
HOLY FUCKIN' SACRED COW !!
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Post by Fuzznuts on Nov 15, 2006 15:24:08 GMT -5
But what happened to the beer? That's the important thing.
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Post by sisyphus on Nov 15, 2006 15:24:25 GMT -5
yeah, you pretty much nailed it samps.
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