Beautiful but Bonkers
I used to see this girl from time to time. Face of an angel, body of a goddess, great in bed. The only downside was her emotional state. When she wasn't crying, she was screaming. Violence was never far from the agenda, and I finally called it quits when she sat down in the middle of a busy street, drunker than I thought possible, howling like a banshee and swearing at passers-by.
What kind of lunacy have you put up with in the name of lust?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
I used to see this girl from time to time. Face of an angel, body of a goddess, great in bed. The only downside was her emotional state. When she wasn't crying, she was screaming. Violence was never far from the agenda, and I finally called it quits when she sat down in the middle of a busy street, drunker than I thought possible, howling like a banshee and swearing at passers-by.
What kind of lunacy have you put up with in the name of lust?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
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When I was a younger lad, I worked with a rather stunning lass called Jo - I can't remember her surname, which was probably just as well.
Anyway - I asked her out one night, and she politely gave me the "I like you but there's someone else" line. Fair enough.
Soon after I left that job and didn't see her for a few months, until she started drinking in my Mum & Dad's pub.
One day, my Mum said to me "You know Jo, don't you?" I agreed that yes, I did indeed know her and had in fact asked her out once, to be told "Good job she said no - she stabbed her boyfriend last night!".
When I expressed surprise that she'd do such a thing, I was told "Oh yeah - she's a complete nutcase, didn't you know?"
So I didn't actually put up with any madness, but if she'd said yes I might have not been here to tell you all about this.
Don't click - it's a shit story and you know it.
( , Tue 21 Nov 2006, 10:33, Reply)
When I was a younger lad, I worked with a rather stunning lass called Jo - I can't remember her surname, which was probably just as well.
Anyway - I asked her out one night, and she politely gave me the "I like you but there's someone else" line. Fair enough.
Soon after I left that job and didn't see her for a few months, until she started drinking in my Mum & Dad's pub.
One day, my Mum said to me "You know Jo, don't you?" I agreed that yes, I did indeed know her and had in fact asked her out once, to be told "Good job she said no - she stabbed her boyfriend last night!".
When I expressed surprise that she'd do such a thing, I was told "Oh yeah - she's a complete nutcase, didn't you know?"
So I didn't actually put up with any madness, but if she'd said yes I might have not been here to tell you all about this.
Don't click - it's a shit story and you know it.
( , Tue 21 Nov 2006, 10:33, Reply)
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