I think I would go with the 5 2's. First off, its a great story, 5 nasty bitches at once. Plus, fucking the 10 would be a challenge. Its fair to assume that the 10 has been dicked at least a couple of time, more than likely by dudes that are either 10's themselves or have 10 inch dicks. Im not about ready to compete with those kinda stats. With the 2's, there are enough people to do some interesting things in the bedroom. Since they are ugly fat bitches, they wont have a problem with me eating during sex. Even better, I could have one go make me some pizza rolls or something and still be fucking 4 women.
I think I would go with the 5 2's. First off, its a great story, 5 nasty bitches at once. Plus, fucking the 10 would be a challenge. Its fair to assume that the 10 has been dicked at least a couple of time, more than likely by dudes that are either 10's themselves or have 10 inch dicks. Im not about ready to compete with those kinda stats. With the 2's, there are enough people to do some interesting things in the bedroom. Since they are ugly fat bitches, they wont have a problem with me eating during sex. Even better, I could have one go make me some pizza rolls or something and still be fucking 4 women.
Some guy is hitting on my girlfriend over facebook. He's really creepy. She's the only friend he has on there and he writes incredibly long messages all over everything. Talks about how beautiful she is, how he'd be a better boyfriend than me, how he's thinking of killing himself, what a dick I am, and loads of unnecessary details about his life and how he plans on decorating his new apartment and shit. Neither I nor my gf have met the guy in person ever...what level of excessively-macho response is called for?
I did tell my gf that he's a creepy asshole and I'd prefer if she didn't talk to him, but I'm not gonna try to forbid her to talk to him or anything. She talks to him because she feels bad for him.
It has already been suggested that I burn his house down, kill his family, and rape him while he tries to hold back the tears. As much as I like that option, I don't want to pay for the bus ride out to where he lives.
DA I wouldn't feel guilty either. If someone is dumb enough to cheat, you can always conspire with their s/o to destroy them. WAHAHAHA! Just be careful he doesn't have access to guns/find out. You don't want her fessin' up in a moment of truth.
LOL I wasn't in it. He called me at like 3 am when I was sleeping and said "I HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO LIVE FOR I MIGHT DRIVE MY CAR OFF THE BRIDGE TONIGHT." Luckily for him I cheated on him with a kid at Korean camp. He went from "poor me" to "YOU WORTHLESS WHOREBAG" and we were done. Best decision I've ever made, that was. Menfolk don't EVER let your daughters get fat because when they lose weight suddenly in their teenage years they will have low/confused standards for the men they date and will bring home awful scummy shitbags.
He'll find out, it's inevitable.
I'm not quite sure why, but I've always lived by the wish mentality. Meaning, I wish someone would cheat on me so I could find out. I wish I could catch someone in the act of destroying my property (as we've discussed before). I wish for all kinds of bad things to happen to me while I'm able to retaliate, for reasons unknown. Luckily (I guess), most of the people I know think I'm crazy and wouldn't try to screw me over, but sometimes I relish the idea.
OK now that I've quantified myself as garbage, anyone else have any sad/pathetic/wish they could forget it stories to share?
Yeah DA I'm good like that. He was an incredibly lame loser who wrote this terrible angsty poetry inspired by Amy fucking Lee and Evafuckingnescence and thought it made him look deep. He was kind of overweight and he was insane and depressed. To my credit, I was 17 and had been normal-sized/in the dating pool for less than a year and had no standards. Oh and the best part of it all (aside from the fact that we met at laser tag) was, he was with someone when we met and he dumped her for me.
Ugh. I have the most embarrassing/awful dating history. I try not to count anything before fall 2004 or between spring and summer 2006. Those were some dark times. Another highlight from the high school days was dating this white trash kid who picked me up using a pickup line involving Chinese food. I am so lucky I didn't catch any STDs with this guy as it turned out he was having unprotected sex with his ex the whole time we were "dating."