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- Yes. and i saw summer a few days later dragging her little bra…
Dude people are crazy man, it's good you didn't get screwed over, same thing happen to my friend, except his was a clingy FWB
- While this is going on, I'm still stuck in woodshop with this …
- i had a gf of about a year get upset with me over some *******…
While this is going on, I'm still stuck in woodshop with this being of pure feminist energy. i swear, just being near her makes me want to stab a small child. She becomes obsessed. crazily obsessed. starts following me to each and every class, stalking me when i walk home. shit's weird.
So, at the end of the school year, at which point I've tried many different forms of restraining orders and such, hag-nipples still stalks me. At this point i'm afraid, because she's doing it even while the school staff is watching the both of us to make sure she doesnt fucking stab me in the back and call me a pig.
anyways, I have a new gf at that point, named Summer. Beautiful Blonde girl, glorious in bed, 8/10 awesome body, i love her to death. but bitch queen seems to be an old friend.
one day, after having the most possible sex in a weekend, Summer decides to go over to the dark side.
I get a note from her telling her she's done with me and that I have not one, but two girls taking me to court for rape. fucking hell, man. really?
the next day i get brought in to, basically, an interrogation room. i get questioned with things like "do you have a history of violence," "have you ever been convicted of a felony," and such.
Finally they ask me whether or not I raped these girls. In reply, I hand them my camera. on it are videos and movies made while both me and summer and me and bitch hag were fucking. I saved them for just this.
The following week, at graduation, I see bitch hag and summer off to the side of the room glaring at me with those feminazi eyes of theirs.
in my speech, i thank everyone i need to, and then add on a remark about my camera. at this, both she-
and Summer turn beet red and look straight at the ground.
I walk off stage and smile at both of them, then go and sit down with my family.
Now i'm in my senior year at JMU. Guess who i saw working at McDonald's?
- Why not?
- this is my only related picture...
The great enemy is born.
this cracked me up
- to properly read your mind.
Can I join?
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