Things you're really, really NOT into. (not music)

Mosis wrote: the number of people not into drugs is disappointing ya'll a bunch of f**king nerds or wat

naw man we hardcore as f**k its just da popo r on us and we gotta keep dem off the trail so we act like we straightedge on forums so they dont come get us you know man one time i went on cam with progarchives and every1 was watching and i took 8 mg of clonazepam 110 mg of propranolol 120 mg of temazepam and two vicodin tablets and i was like i told u i was hardcore

Stupid disgusting people who use public bathrooms like there was nobody else but them to exercise their self-annointed right to be pigs

These last posts are... Damned, I was about to dinner!

mrbean667 wrote: Dogs. Seriously, why own one?

Dogs are great - taste like chicken.

I hate talk radio.  Can't I just have some peace and quiet in the morning?

Soft crackers
Purple urine (careful of those beets)
Tall people with small feet
Large cars in the kitchen
Soup
Chicks that don't sleep on the first date
Microflies
Ineffective drugs
Celory

My phone is running on empty but

Aussie-Byrd-Brother wrote: Curvy dorky librarian goddesses that suddenly reveal terrifying sociopathic hidden personalities.

One of those is an ex-mistress (but she's not "dorky")  and she's absolutely great in the sack, so I'd put up again with that sociopath thing, for the odd night with her now & then


nice unearthing, though.

Looooonnngggg boring sumer, uh!!


Edited by Sean Trane - August 15 2015 at 05:03

I know, man, thanks. Yep, 5 months of romantic bliss, I was told I was the best thing to have come into her life in years, I was a breath of fresh air in her life that no-one had ever come close to matching, etc (awwww! ). Then out of the blue in the space of a single day, got a call from her, and what I answered to was the most abusive, insulting and condescending lunatic I've ever heard.

I started bringing up all the things we used to do she'd liked so much, specific places we went that she'd told me how much she'd enjoyed, and now suddenly ALL were riddled with negativity, hate and filled with problems, or worse, a completely false memory of the event, as well as peppered with screwy little observations that no-one of a right mind would even begin to notice. Not a trace of sympathy or empathy in her voice, and it came across like it was the easiest, most unengaging thing in the world taking up her time. Anything I had to say was deflected back with a callous dismissal and a cutting tone to her voice with a defensive selective memory reinterpretation. Freaked the hell out of me!

So cue about three weeks of looking back, trying to find little clues as to this other hidden personality, driving myself mental, until a friend said `She's not mentally well, stop trying to find logic behind it, because there's no logic to find. Be grateful you found out early and make peace with it'....so I did.

The only sign I remembered thinking `Hmm, that's odd...' was that she used to refer to her sister's baby daughter as `It', as in `It needed to be changed', `It needs to be fed', `It's a baby, it's not hard to figure out what it needs', When I said `You mean (baby's name), I'd get this blank `right'.

But Sean, oh man.....you are spot on! She used to freaking SLAUGHTER me in bed....never anything like it, and I fear now this will be my sexual pinnacle!!