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February 14, 2014 @ 12:36 AM
ATLchop

Post: 197

Join Date: May 2012

Yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.

in b4 didn't read. 
February 14, 2014 @ 12:37 AM
paradoxx

Post: 313

Join Date: Apr 2013

lmao at that ass slap 
February 14, 2014 @ 12:40 AM
99%Shit

Post: 3405

Join Date: Oct 2009

Location: Ontario

Look out, this guy goes to a 'party school'. 



Fucking faggot.    ...you, not him. He sounds cool, you're a faggot, OP.

narsha.narsha.narsha

February 14, 2014 @ 12:41 AM
TASK

Post: 659

Join Date: Mar 2011

Wow that's pretty weird op because

Yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.
February 14, 2014 @ 12:43 AM
ATLchop

Post: 197

Join Date: May 2012

Look out, this guy goes to a 'party school'. 



Fucking faggot.    ...you, not him. He sounds cool, you're a faggot, OP.
You live in canada...your life is irrelevant. 

he sounds cool? you sound like a faggot. 
February 14, 2014 @ 12:45 AM
paradoxx

Post: 313

Join Date: Apr 2013

Wow that's pretty weird op because

Yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.
that wasn't funny and you a faggot
February 14, 2014 @ 12:48 AM
99%Shit

Post: 3405

Join Date: Oct 2009

Location: Ontario

Look out, this guy goes to a 'party school'. 



Fucking faggot.    ...you, not him. He sounds cool, you're a faggot, OP.
You live in canada...your life is irrelevant. 

he sounds cool? you sound like a faggot. 
Come 'round my set and talk that way. Fucking mook.

narsha.narsha.narsha

February 14, 2014 @ 12:50 AM
99%Shit

Post: 3405

Join Date: Oct 2009

Location: Ontario

Also, you're from the South. Your own fucking country ain't even want you in it, blud. Fucking Georgian scum.

narsha.narsha.narsha

February 14, 2014 @ 12:54 AM
ATLchop

Post: 197

Join Date: May 2012

Look out, this guy goes to a 'party school'. 



Fucking faggot.    ...you, not him. He sounds cool, you're a faggot, OP.
You live in canada...your life is irrelevant. 

he sounds cool? you sound like a faggot. 
Come 'round my set and talk that way. Fucking mook.
lmfao this nigga really called me a mook. 

See, this is how i know you're a fuckboy without doing nothing but reading 2 of yours posts. You're on an online fashion website threatening people about your weak ass canadian "set" lololol like wtf what kind of no life havin internet gangsta ass nigga does that? save yourself from any more embarrassment and log off please. 
February 14, 2014 @ 12:55 AM
theAnoos

suspended

Post: 278

Join Date: Jan 2014

OP, do you write erotic gay stories for a living
February 14, 2014 @ 12:59 AM
99%Shit

Post: 3405

Join Date: Oct 2009

Location: Ontario

Look out, this guy goes to a 'party school'. 



Fucking faggot.    ...you, not him. He sounds cool, you're a faggot, OP.
You live in canada...your life is irrelevant. 

he sounds cool? you sound like a faggot. 
Come 'round my set and talk that way. Fucking mook.
lmfao this nigga really called me a mook. 

See, this is how i know you're a fuckboy without doing nothing but reading 2 of yours posts. You're on an online fashion website threatening people about your weak ass canadian "set" lololol like wtf what kind of no life havin internet gangsta ass nigga does that? save yourself from any more embarrassment and log off please. 
You just wrote several paragraphs about your, presumably, first gay experience...

How's your set doing if you got all these sweet boys in it?

Come on, son.

F'real doe, come on up to Canada, I'll slide my SR9C in real slow. (; 

narsha.narsha.narsha

February 14, 2014 @ 01:01 AM
99%Shit

Post: 3405

Join Date: Oct 2009

Location: Ontario

Also, don't use N♥♥♥♥. You could be white, and I am, so either way.

narsha.narsha.narsha

February 14, 2014 @ 01:11 AM
TASK

Post: 659

Join Date: Mar 2011

Wow that's pretty weird op because

Yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.
that wasn't funny and you a faggot
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February 14, 2014 @ 01:17 AM
Hashy

Post: 466

Join Date: Apr 2010

tl;dr OP got fucked in the ass
February 14, 2014 @ 01:26 AM
mackness

Post: 2636

Join Date: Jul 2012

Location: Columbus

You gotta let gay dudes buy you drinks then give them the slip, like nah, it's the same shit that girls do to dudes. 

"mack you get a pass for wearing female pants i aint even gonna ether you anymore" Powercum http://jnmcknss.tumblr.com/

February 14, 2014 @ 01:31 AM
paradoxx

Post: 313

Join Date: Apr 2013

Wow that's pretty weird op because

Yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.
that wasn't funny and you a faggot
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 naw
February 14, 2014 @ 01:38 AM
ⓜⓘⓝⓓⓔⓡⓐⓢⓔⓡ

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damn son you expect me to read that shit?

wheres the TLDR

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February 14, 2014 @ 02:46 AM
craigsagersuit

Post: 3001

Join Date: Nov 2011

Location: 909/626

holy shit you won't BELIEVE what happened to me... okay so yesterday there was an ice storm and this shit was causing all types of problems in the small college town I live in. Powerlines were down, trees were falling all over the streets and shit, electricity was out, and luckily for me my electricity went out first before the rest of the town. After watching a movie 3/4ths through until my laptop died and playing flappy bird until my cellphone died, I went to sleep, praying that my power would be back on when I woke up. When I woke up, it was dark. No power still, it was dark as fuck outside, I had no idea what time it was. Shit had a nigga feeling like I was trapped in a post-apocalyptic flick or something. So being the adventurer I am, I get dressed (using a lighter as my only source of light on some old crackhead type shit) and decided to go outside on a walk to find food and electricity.

I go out and it's freezing. There's no power anywhere in the city so I just walk and follow where I see the traffic lights working. I really felt like I was in an episode of Man vs. Wild. Hadn't eaten all day, no phone to contact my friends, I needed to survive the wilderness of a south Georgia winter storm, the worst winter storm of them all where 2 days of school get cancelled because it's 30 degrees outside. I get to McDonald's and this dude outside tells me it was closed. I'm like damn...gotta keep exploring. I asked the dude if there's power anywhere in the city and he says yeah there's some over by walmart and he was headed over in that area and he offered to give me a ride out there because people should help each other during times of crisis. I'm thinking hell yeah this is straight, good look my dude.

We start talking in the car and I notice this dude has an interesting accent. I asked him if he was Russian and I was spot on. We start chopping it up about Russian culture towards black people, Sochi Olympics, Putin & Russian politics, dude says he is a professor and speaks 7 languages, it was an interesting convo. I had mentioned I hadn't eaten all day earlier, and the dude offered to buy me a dinner from this fire mexican restaurant in town after I showed competence in Russian culture and history, I'm like thanks so much my dude, I have 5 dollars to my name..let me give you it as a sign of my appreciation, but he was like nah man it's cool you seem like an interesting person and I enjoy your knowledge about Russia. 

So we get to the restaurant and this is where shit starts getting weird. Dude asks me if I want a beer, I say sure, and he proceeds to order this fucking giant mug of Dos Equis for me, and he gets one too. It was literally like a 40 of Dos Equis and I was thinking in my mind like god damn the myths about Russians are true...these niggas really drink like fishes. We keep talking about global politics, race relations in America, all that type of bullshit, and after like an hour or so he goes to the bathroom. 

When he comes back this dude asks me if I've ever had an enema and I'm just like "NIGGGGGA WHAT -______________________-" but I was trying to be nice because this dude just got me faded, bought me dinner, and drove me to the other side of the tiny ass town I'm in, so I chalked it up to just a weird cultural difference and let it slide. Mistake, I shoulda seen the signs yall. So I'm done eating, I ask dude if he has a car iphone charger for my phone because I need to call my mom, and he says he doesn't but he has power working at his crib so I'm thinking shit nigga, lemme charge my phone, then get the fuck on my way, I got things to do, women to hit up, moves to be made, this has been fun but I gotta go. It's 11:00 now and I'm leaving the restaurant.  

So I get to homies crib to charge my shit up, and he offers me ANOTHER beer. I don't want to be a rude guest so I accept it. He spends like an hour or so showing me around his crib, all of the Russian artwork and whatnot in it....it was actually really cool. I asked him where the restroom was at because I can't be killing all of these brews and not have to pee, so he told me. When I turned around to go walk to the bathroom homie straight up slapped me on the butt. The only way I can describe the look on my face I gave him was this 

I chalked it up to cultural differences tho because all of the European men that I've met in my life have been really touchy feely to me and I reluctantly give this dude a pass. If he was an American man I would have smacked the shit out of him. So I get back and this dude is trying to use all of this weird eastern medicine type shit on me, like scalp a massager, prickly feet massaging things. I tell him "I'm straight dude" as in "I'm okay with that", and he asks me "why do you bring up straight and gay?" and I laugh and explain how straight is slang for ok. So dude offers me ANOTHER beer, and I know I shouldn't drink it...but it was a blue moon so I had to. Things return somewhat normal and we talk about politics and philosophy. It's like 12:30 AM now so I tell dude, look, thanks for everything but I need to go. I'm not tryna have a fuckin slumber party with this nigga, I'm a grown ass man. He says he's too drunk to drive and has a DUI so he can't really drive until he sobers up after another hour or two so I'm like -_____- I'm trapped here. 

I drink the Blue Moon and dude starts acting really weird, even weirder than the shit he was doing before. He starts talking about saunas and bath houses and shit, and says how in Europe it's common for men to drop their trousers for each other and I'm like WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK! I look at buddy straight faced as fuck and am like "yo, I'm not into that, in America it's not socially acceptable to do that and I'm not cool with you saying it or talking about it." He back tracks for a lil bit because he knows I'm no bitch and will tell him how it is. He starts talking about the gym because I mentioned I played basketball a lot, he starts talking about the massages at the gym on our campus and how theyre so good and if I've ever got a massage before.

He pours me a glass of wine and I'm like the fuck?! What the fuck do I look like sipping wine with another man at night. I see what this is now....dude is trying to get me drunk so he can take advantage of me and do some homosexual shit to me. Unfortunately for him it backfired because I go to a party school, getting really drunk to me is like drinking half of a handle of vodka, 7-8 beers just gets me faded...but he was obviously a lot drunker than I was. I say I'm done drinking, I go and get my phone and say it's late, I gotta go, are you straight to drive now? Because if not I can drive or I can call my friends to come pick me up. It's like 2 in the morning now. He says in another 30 minutes he'll be good and I'm like God help me, what the fuck did I do to deserve this? 

So this is where homie made his last hurrah to get at me. He brings up massages again and asked me if I've ever had one. I hit him with a Chief Keef "Nah". He gets up and offers to give me a massage and starts walking closer to me. I mush him in the face and say "nah. no. I'm good homie. I'm straight. No. I'm good." He goes back to the other sofa he was on and says "that broke the flow of conversation" and I was like "yeah" thinking in my mind like "I might really have to kill a man tonight for my protection, never thought it'd come down to this." Dude starts telling me that I'm handsome and that my fingers and movements are very aristocratic.....I'm like okay, I def gotta go now dude, can you drive me? Because if not I'm calling my friends right now. Lowkey I texted my roommate and said if I'm not home in 30 minutes call the police. Even when I'm faded I can still think straight. Dude was like "before you go can you give me your number so maybe we can meet again and you can cook for me" (because I mentioned that I like cooking), at this point I'm willing to do anything to go home so I'm like yeah dude this is my number let's go. 

I finally get home and buddy literally calls me when he gets home and leaves me a voice message telling me goodnight. I'm like -_________________________________________________________________________________-. 
Yo I finally understand what women talk about when they say creepers. This experience makes me want to apologize to any chick I've made an unwanted advance on because that shit is so fucked up. I can't believe this dude really tried me like that. Like it's cool if you want to be gay or whatever, but don't force that onto people who literally aren't straight with it. People should be open with their sexuality and put it out there if they're interested, but dude asked me if I was gay at one point when he asked if I had a girlfriend and I told him no....the reason I don't have a gf is because I love women too much just to have one, I want to be with them all, and I told him this. I made it incredibly clear as possible that I wasn't into any of that gay shit and he still tried me. I can't believe this shit happened. I'm lucky I'm a man and am able to physically protect myself from other people, I can only imagine how scary the situation would be if I was a woman. Stay safe out there people.

in b4 didn't read. 

He's cute? I bet he ain't #Hansum

February 14, 2014 @ 03:18 AM
Sentimental

Post: 1359

Join Date: Nov 2012

Location: L.A.

At least homie wasn't one of those Russian Axe murderers or else yo ass would have been on some hostel type of shit.

Fuck Off.

February 14, 2014 @ 03:23 AM
YoungRizal

Post: 3563

Join Date: Aug 2007

Location: Sauga...905

Fags getting bolder? In the Philippines I seen a group of fag chasing a straight dude down that the dude had to jump in a random Moving vehicle for him to escape the whole shit. Like fags on there will try to get your number and get with you and be very persistent upon denial.

FS - Supreme Nupste, WTAPS Parasmock ETC

February 14, 2014 @ 03:23 AM
WakeUpScottie

Post: 231

Join Date: Nov 2013

Location: YaBish

Gay niggas in ATL been bold

You ever find a room full of money then realize it ain't your money but still take it cause its money?

February 14, 2014 @ 04:16 AM
Bobby Trill

Post: 64

Join Date: Jul 2013

Location: United States

Retarded niggas need to learn not to quote the novel of a post the OP wrote only to reply with a sentence or two
February 14, 2014 @ 06:34 AM
Fitch

Post: 685

Join Date: Jul 2010

Location: America's finest cit...

The entire time I was reading I couldn't stop picturing this dude:

I'm like "Oh shit, son. He gon' get raped!"
February 14, 2014 @ 06:43 AM
real nigga

Post: 1575

Join Date: Sep 2012

Location: Da Trap

Dead at aristocratic fingers

#3jeanshawty #nomeatjustsauce

February 14, 2014 @ 06:48 AM
mackness

Post: 2636

Join Date: Jul 2012

Location: Columbus

Dude said he was a professor, I imagined him in a tweed blazer w/ elbow patches and an ascot. 

"mack you get a pass for wearing female pants i aint even gonna ether you anymore" Powercum http://jnmcknss.tumblr.com/

February 14, 2014 @ 07:38 AM
kbos

Post: 2684

Join Date: May 2008

Location: boston

Holy shit I can not read all this shit right now. I read enough to comment holy shit you people in ATL are the most bitchmade when it comes to dealing with winter weather. Like you know thats how folks DC and above live on the weekly between december and march right?
February 14, 2014 @ 07:54 AM
spriteremix

Post: 1035

Join Date: Aug 2012

buncha faggots on here foreal

op lost at life eternally
February 14, 2014 @ 08:42 AM
Fitch

Post: 685

Join Date: Jul 2010

Location: America's finest cit...

Holy shit I can not read all this shit right now. I read enough to comment holy shit you people in ATL are the most bitchmade when it comes to dealing with winter weather. Like you know thats how folks DC and above live on the weekly between december and march right?
Then I would make a terrible East Coaster.
February 14, 2014 @ 08:48 AM
johnathan

Post: 2947

Join Date: May 2009

Location: lol

So you let another grown ass man get you drunk, hit on you, slap your ass, drive you around, take you for dinner, gave him your number and you still didn't put out? I hate bitches like you.

free max b 2013

February 14, 2014 @ 10:49 AM
Feelin_Foolay

Post: 102

Join Date: Jun 2011

"I chalked it up to cultural differences tho"

Faggot

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