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Alexxx says "We've all gone a little too far at one time or another to get a girl, or a guy, to sleep with us. I've a friend who spent close to a thousand pounds orchestrating a terrible day for a collegue, so he could comfort her and get in her knickers. Only to find out she had a boyfriend, who proposed in order to cheer her up."
So, how far have you gone?
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 9:01)
Alexxx says "We've all gone a little too far at one time or another to get a girl, or a guy, to sleep with us. I've a friend who spent close to a thousand pounds orchestrating a terrible day for a collegue, so he could comfort her and get in her knickers. Only to find out she had a boyfriend, who proposed in order to cheer her up."
So, how far have you gone?
( , Fri 13 Apr 2007, 9:01)
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Working in a supermarket was so dull that I managed to convince myself I had a crush on this arrogant wanker in the produce section. Obsessions tend to grow and, eventually, we were flirting unashamedly, to the point where he actually kissed me.
I promptly broke up with the bloke I was living with in dull but comfortable circumstances and moved into a tiny room in a shared house. It was horrible.
And yes, arrogant wanker in the produce aisle turned out to have a tiny dick and dumped me for his Danish internet sweetheart on New Year's Eve. He also turned out to be a Neo-Nazi with a (small, but raging) hard-on for Nickelback, Puddle Of Mudd, and all those other generic bands who have no future save providing WWE with generic theme tunes.
To get this guy back (why bother?!), I tried sleeping with his friends, sleeping with him casually, flirting with every other guy in the supermarket, everything.
Oh, and the other stupid thing I've done to get laid was travel from Portsmouth to Coventry to meet this guy I only knew from the phone and internet. This one thankfully had a nice big dick, was willing to learn what he didn't know, and was so ace that I married him, after that initial trip to Cov, when I returned to Portsmouth afterwards having shagged him 19 times.
( , Tue 17 Apr 2007, 13:30, Reply)
Working in a supermarket was so dull that I managed to convince myself I had a crush on this arrogant wanker in the produce section. Obsessions tend to grow and, eventually, we were flirting unashamedly, to the point where he actually kissed me.
I promptly broke up with the bloke I was living with in dull but comfortable circumstances and moved into a tiny room in a shared house. It was horrible.
And yes, arrogant wanker in the produce aisle turned out to have a tiny dick and dumped me for his Danish internet sweetheart on New Year's Eve. He also turned out to be a Neo-Nazi with a (small, but raging) hard-on for Nickelback, Puddle Of Mudd, and all those other generic bands who have no future save providing WWE with generic theme tunes.
To get this guy back (why bother?!), I tried sleeping with his friends, sleeping with him casually, flirting with every other guy in the supermarket, everything.
Oh, and the other stupid thing I've done to get laid was travel from Portsmouth to Coventry to meet this guy I only knew from the phone and internet. This one thankfully had a nice big dick, was willing to learn what he didn't know, and was so ace that I married him, after that initial trip to Cov, when I returned to Portsmouth afterwards having shagged him 19 times.
( , Tue 17 Apr 2007, 13:30, Reply)
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