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I've never broken or damaged anything - but I did LITerally stomp my feet once when being broken up with by a dude in college. Stood in his garage, and stomped. my. feet. ....needless to say, I was pissed.
...Even the nice ones have a little crazy in them.
Post by abrakapokus on Oct 12, 2012 13:57:48 GMT -5
I had an ex tell everyone we worked with that I beat him with a broom handle. He even raised his shirt to show them the marks. Those marks are actually from the dumbass playing with a whip and lashing himself. Needless to say, a lot of people believed him and it made my job as manager a tiny bit easier.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Post by garageland on Oct 12, 2012 14:09:43 GMT -5
We've "talked" since then. It seems cool but I've yet to see her face to face. I'm thinking it's a bad idea. This probably isn't the place for it. I think I just realized I have unresolved emotions. This isn't the right place for it.
Post by abrakapokus on Oct 12, 2012 14:14:49 GMT -5
Putting all the candy in the Pinata so you won't eat it doesn't work unless you glue the little candy trap shut or your hands are too big to fit in the hole. Oh and these gummy orange slices coated with sugar are delicious!
We've "talked" since then. It seems cool but I've yet to see her face to face. I'm thinking it's a bad idea. This probably isn't the place for it. I think I just realized I have unresolved emotions. This isn't the right place for it.
Putting all the candy in the Pinata so you won't eat it doesn't work unless you glue the little candy trap shut or your hands are too big to fit in the hole. Oh and these gummy orange slices coated with sugar are delicious!
OOOOO those are the best. I am a fan of any candy that involves straight up sugar.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
We've "talked" since then. It seems cool but I've yet to see her face to face. I'm thinking it's a bad idea. This probably isn't the place for it. I think I just realized I have unresolved emotions. This isn't the right place for it.
I'm gonna go back to my corner.
If there's even a question just take a pass on seeing her. This is a follow your instincts moment cause they're probably right.
I've never broken or damaged anything - but I did LITerally stomp my feet once when being broken up with by a dude in college. Stood in his garage, and stomped. my. feet. ....needless to say, I was pissed.
...Even the nice ones have a little crazy in them.
That sounds more cute than anything.
hahahaha, thanks flanzy. i bet you're right though - he probably laughed in his head. "does that little thing think that stomping her feet will change my mind? ha ha ha. she's mighty precious."
If I started typing out the stories from my the last 3 or 4 females I "dated" I probably would not be able to leave work on time at 6. These span from my divorce to present day, mostly occurred in Knoxville.
**Highlights** Crazy person #1: Essentially paid the girl I was seeing to get pregnant by her x boyfriend. She lost her job and would ask me for money to go see "friends" in Asheville. Happened 2 or 3 times. Then she called and had me meet her at "our" restaurant and she told me the news. Lovely.
Crazy person #2: I broke it off with her. Her reaction to me telling her that was "No, we are NOT broken up, no matter what you say" Tracked me down at a bar as I was having a beer with my boss. Stood in front of my truck in the parking lot demanding I get out and talk to her. Finally left, she called me and told me if I did not stop, she would report a drunk driver. Actually, a brilliant move. She Knew I was not drunk, but had enough to fail a test. Long story short, ended up with the cops holding her until my roommate could come get me and get away.
Crazy person #3: She actually moved in with me because she had nowhere to go. Her roommate was getting married. Relapsed with her pain pill problem that increased her drinking problem. Came home from work early and caught her in the apartment I was paying for with another dude. Felt sorry for the guy...he had no clue.
Yet it is in this loneliness that the deepest activities begin. It is here that you discover act without motion, labor that is profound repose, vision in obscurity, and, beyond all desire, a fulfillment whose limits extend to infinity.
~ Thomas Merton ~
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Yet it is in this loneliness that the deepest activities begin. It is here that you discover act without motion, labor that is profound repose, vision in obscurity, and, beyond all desire, a fulfillment whose limits extend to infinity.
~ Thomas Merton ~
If I started typing out the stories from my the last 3 or 4 females I "dated" I probably would not be able to leave work on time at 6. These span from my divorce to present day, mostly occurred in Knoxville.
**Highlights** Crazy person #1: Essentially paid the girl I was seeing to get pregnant by her x boyfriend. She lost her job and would ask me for money to go see "friends" in Asheville. Happened 2 or 3 times. Then she called and had me meet her at "our" restaurant and she told me the news. Lovely.
Crazy person #2: I broke it off with her. Her reaction to me telling her that was "No, we are NOT broken up, no matter what you say" Tracked me down at a bar as I was having a beer with my boss. Stood in front of my truck in the parking lot demanding I get out and talk to her. Finally left, she called me and told me if I did not stop, she would report a drunk driver. Actually, a brilliant move. She Knew I was not drunk, but had enough to fail a test. Long story short, ended up with the cops holding her until my roommate could come get me and get away.
Crazy person #3: She actually moved in with me because she had nowhere to go. Her roommate was getting married. Relapsed with her pain pill problem that increased her drinking problem. Came home from work early and caught her in the apartment I was paying for with another dude. Felt sorry for the guy...he had no clue.
Ahhh good times. I can laugh about it now. :-)
See bonz, you don't want to date a crazy person. Crazy can be scary.
Ya crazy can be all kinds of bad. I have been lucky enough to avoid it (easy enough for me I guess, right?) but my best friend has his fair share of crazy and always manages to drag me in to it. Faking pregnancy and threatening suicide with side orders of hard core stalking are his worst story.
but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal. 
I only have two people that I can call an ex... and both of them add up to less than a year of my life.
