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nohomo feelings for mikey. I admit I was immature when I was younger and I even laugh about that shit but back then I was scared shitless about getting in any sort of trouble (I even counted out 3 seconds for my turn signal before I changed lanes "cuz that's the law!") so I didn't want to fuck him up but I wanted him to stop fucking calling me. So replace physical aggression with 911 and there you go. But I'm older now and honestly want nothing to do with the police. Even if I'm the one wronged. I can handle it myself.

damn you internet fucks are hardcore. Mercilessly beat down by the 001001001110010010 gang. I hang my head in shame for joining in on the fun.

"WHEN I WAS CALLED BACK ABOUT IT" NO I DIDN'T CALL THE COPS BACK TO SEE WHAT HAPPENED. AND YOU CAN'T DENY THAT A SEAL IS CUTER THAN A DOLPHIN. MFR

That's what I was told when I was called back about it. I can't confirm anything other than what I was told. I prefer the seal though...... they're a little cuter than dolphins IMO

I live in salt lake and I've gotta say........ it fucking blows. If It weren't for my job I would've been outta here a long time ago. still debating it though. Stuck up morman fatchickhoes and a bunch of faggy douchebags with huge trucks on credit trying to touch your wiener. Moab is ok though but only if you've got a jeep.

I didn't know that he had a hardon for me until a month or two later. After the cops left we tried to go back in but the door was locked. All my shit from my room except for my bed, and her purse were out on the front step. The fucking queer asshole had wouldn't answer after a half hour of knocking so we went up to my parents house and fucked. The way I found out he wanted to fuck me was after I had been working that call center job for about 6 mos. (He quit after that night.) Now a lil history between me :nohomo: and "mikey" :homo: When I was younger I got hooked on meth and spent around a year and a half in rehab (8 years completely clean almost to the day and I'll die before I touch that shit again) which is where I met him. We shared the same room almost that entire time so obviously we were friends. When we both graduated I had no friends and niether did he so we just rented the upper floor of this house next to one of my pops rentals. So fast forward to where I find out. I'm living in a new apartment I got with the chick (she's moved out though... and I'll tell THAT story in a lil bit) and I'm hanging out with some of my friends from work. I get a call from a number I thought was a chick I had been tryin to get with. Turns out it was mikey, who had fallen off the bus and was spracked out to hell. He quickly told me he missed me, and had always wanted to tell me he loved me, and that I should feel the same way since we spent so much time together and that he used to smell my towels (wtf?) and knew we were perfect for each other. He proceeded to tell me he wanted to see me and where could we meet. He was talking so fast I couldn't get a word in edgewise so I finally tell him to fuck off and I was calling the police and if he called me again I'd give him a shotgun facelift. So he calls me 6 more times while I'm on the phone with 911. The calls stop about 30 mins later, then I get a call from a diff number that turned out was one of the officers reporting to that call. I guess he called me while standing on the back patio of his dealers house and they traced his shit and busted a ton of people and a whole lot of people went to jail. I haven't heard from him since.

damn... i created a screenname just to post in this thread.... obvious I'm not getting any strange tonight.... but here's a few of mine, longwinded and beer enhanced as they may be... So I turn 18, and decide to ditch my min wage fast food job for this fucking call center bullshit.... first day of training they have us stand against two walls and give us numbers for which training class we're in and shit... I see this gorgeous-beautiful-porn-star-status-big-boobs-mexican chick on the opposite wall checking me out and smiling at me and shit. She must just like my dead kennedys shirt or some shit so i smile back and yada yada yada. She ends up getting the opposite class from me but starts hanging out with my friend/roommate mikey who ends up in her training class. She tells him she thinks I'm really cute and wants me to take her on a date and shit which blows me away since I'm a fucking loser with no fashion since and mediocre looks... So I start talking to her (i have no idea wtf to say) and we go back to our place to drink and socialize and shit. we eventually end up in her car listening to music and I start to fingerbang her and play with her dd tits and shit.... not less than a minute later the fucking cops are banging on the window saying they have repports of two people fucking in a car. We admit to making out and fooling around but didn't have sex, but wanted to, in the car. Turns out the person that called us in was my roommate mikey who really just wanted to fuck ME and was pissed off that I was getting it on with someone other than him (nohomo). I ended up being with that chick for 5 years off and on and had 2 kids with her... and haven't talked to "mikey" since that night At one of the points me and that chick were split I was getting myspace-poon from a couple local chicks. One was this chick name hailey. She was a blonde, from the rich part of town with a great body and big tits. I used to go pick her up, bring her back to my apartment ( far away from "mikey") and raw dog the fuck out of this bitch and I mean she was good with ANYTHING. Then she'd make me a decent dinner, stay the night and let me pull the same shit in the morning. It was awesome for the couple weeks it lasted then one day i brought her over, we started fucking and I only had on this light gray Volcom shirt with nothing else while I was going to town. I was drunk as fuck and had to piss so I went in the bathroom to piss and saw my shirt was covered in blood all the way up to my nips. So stupid and drunk I walk back out with the same shirt on and for some reason tell her "don't be embarassed about anything with me.... I'm not the asshole kinda guy etc. etc." she looks right at the bloodstain on my shirt, says "ok", then turns around and points her ass at me.... I didn't hear from her after that night. So I meet this gorgeous chick at a job I was doing.... prolly 110 lbs, large c cup, named shana... So HOT!!!!! She invites me back to her place to drink and hang out. We get there beer in hand and some broke ass guy friend of hers is hanging out there cuz his parents kicked him out of their house. That's cool, I had him a beer and chat a bit before she invites me to her room to look at all her art and stuff... So she shows me a scrapbook of drawings and photos of her fam and then just starts making out with me.... her shirt and bra come off and I'm on top of her about to fucking pound it when this fucking dipshit in the other room comes flying in and sucker punches me in the back of the head while I'm half fucking naked on top of his completely naked friend... half inserted (yaknowhatimean) so I flip the fuck out and go to swing at this jerkoff but she stands up right in the way so if I hit him I'll prolly hit her first. he throws this weird drunk fit and I drag him outside and hit him two or three time hen go back in. his friend shows up a few mins later at prolly 120 lbs wet and tells me that's his friend's chick he's been hitting on for weeks. I tell him to fuck off but they barge in and the friend hits me in the face. Naked chick goes for the phone for 911 and I barely hold them off until I get hit in the side of the head. She starts screaming and they leave, 911 wasn't called and we end up finishing our fuck sesh. I also fucked a chick with the herps but didn;t get it. I'll tell that one later