One of my 'friends'...
... happened to be a rigt cow. She was year older than me at the time (I was around 15). She shagged anything with a pulse (including a guy I really liked at the time) and basically slutted around a lot. Then, her hardcore religious dad decided she needed advanced art tuition in a different school and sent her out of town.

In the meantime we remained in contact through snail mail. On one occasion she started blustering about her latest "beau" and sent me a photograph of the guy's erect mahood with her name (Sue for the sake of example) scrawled just above his pubic bone (presumably in permanent marker). On the back of the photo there was a caption which went something like "Hasn't he got a big one?", including the obligatory 'Lots of Love, Sue XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX' signature.

Thinking about all the times she'd called me fat and ugly, I slyly posted the picture through her family's mail box and let time do the rest of the work.

Not only was she brought home almost immediately, but grounded for a pretty long time. Best bit comes here: she knew that the only person who could have posted it was me, but she was way too proud to admit that her dad could ground her or tell her off - hence she still called me to tell me she was back. I visited her everyday after that and relished her 'heartbreak' over losing the 'man of her dreams'(along with the excuse that her headmaster had gotten her thrown out of the school after catching her giving the aforementioned big-manhood-guy head in an empty classroom after school hours).

When she was finally allowed out again (and I never spoke to her again) she apparently fell pregnant (news from her mum to my mum to me) because the sole method of contraception she used was the morning-after-pill. And by then she must have had it 60 times (no kidding). Either way something didn't work and little bubba rcomes into the world. Daddy? unknown.

It's funny, I sabotaged and so did Karma.

Oh well...
(s_nails, Sun 8 May 2005, 0:05, Reply)