Originally posted by Scythe
Umm, okay, the title of this thread is misleading, but sure, I have one interestin story.About two years ago, my psycho b*tch ex called me to go to her work and pick up certain dvds that she and I enjoyed. I stopped at a 7-11 beforehand to grab a slurpee. So as I exited the 7-11 I decided not to waste gas to go a block down the street to her work. I rolled my goat ass there and she came outside with a broom. I guess she was sweeping.
She makes her way up to me, and asks why I accepted porno movies from Karen, her co-worker. I told her she gave them to me because she herself left her the task todo so. Psycho b*tch didn't remember, called me a liar, then asked if the Acura Integra next to me was my new car. It wasn't, but I went ahead and said yea. She busted the tail lights as well as the headlights and the rear window with the broom handle while I tried to react and drank my slurpee. It was hilarious, but I had to pretend to cry or something.
And there you have it.
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Dude, you are such a badass. I would loved to have seen that happen. Oh man...
I am going to show this story to my coworkers because it is so awesome.
Anyway,
There was this girl I was very serious with. (We talked about getting married serious.) Well, I left for about a year for college and other things. We only wrote each other a few times and called each other a few times because we were both so very busy.
When I got back, she was totally different. Though she was still very much a hottie, she turned into this ultra social type. She was always on her phone and texted people all day long. I would be in the middle of talking to her and she would start texting people WHILE talking to me. One day, when I was talking to her at a party outside in the drive way about serious stuff, she got a call. She immediately answered her phone cutting me off.
When I took her home that night, before we got out of the car, I told her we are not going to be together anymore and to never call me or text me again. I told her that she is not the same person and that she doesn't care about me anymore and she only cares about her massive social network. She was really sad and apologized over and over again. I told her to "fuh get uh bout it" and leave me alone. She called me about 3 months later and said she wanted to hang out. I told her that "I don't want to have anything to do with you" and to never call me again.
Those reading may think this is harsh but my time was and still is very limited so keeping "friends" that I have broken up with is a waste of time. I called this the "kicking 'em to the curb" tactic. I may have seemed like a dick and I rarely gave ANY girls a second chance. It is just the way I did things when I was "on the dating scene."
This is just about the only story I can think of right now that is any good.