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Now, I've met lots of nice people on the internet - but it's the weird ones that stick in your mind. Such as the guy who borrowed a film off me in Cambridge and turned out to be so smelly, so hairy, so nervous and, well, so downright needy that I've never bothered getting it back.

Tell us about the strange people you've met on the internet.

(, Fri 17 Mar 2006, 9:31)
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Horny in Harold Wood
New poster guys so please be kind!

Back in 2001 i was 'working' for an insurance underwriters in the city, anyhoo being the gap year student i never really was given much to do so spent most of my time surfing big waves on the net.
During this period i was also a subscriber to an email newsletter called 'The Friday Thing'. One of the services it offerd was the friday flirt and being the eternally optimistic and horny 18yo i sent an email to a girl named 'Tiger' or something akin to that.....and she replied.
Cue two days of email flirting and an agreement that i should pop over to her flat in Harold Wood on the Sunday (we exchanged fotos and she was quite a hot, if a tiny bit chubby red head)
Sunday arrives, my mum drops me at the end of her street (i couldn't drive legally then) and i go into her flat. Over the next 2 hours we chew the fat, she shoes me her shoe collection (kinky) and we consume an outrageous amount of alcohol. Next thing i know we're in her bedroom where she promptly demands that i
"Fuck her silly" and "not to bother with any of that foreplay shit"
This is a touch i think,and after the deed is done lay back feeling quite smug.....until she says that her ex-boyfriend is popping over for a chat with me (why?!) and that he's just got out of prison. The area looks like a BNP stronghold anyway so cue my sharpish exit under the guise of having a fag only to pretty much walk into the human equivalent of a doberman walking into the flats. I put my head down, walked a good block away and phoned my mum to pick me up. I also went for a check up at the clinic a week later.
(, Wed 22 Mar 2006, 17:12, Reply)

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