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» Work Experience

Work experience through school.
Ended up with me working in a window licker school known as "Tor View" the work was alright as I spent most of the day in the office on a computer (on B3ta) but there was this one kid called Jamie who seemed to have become obsessed with me, he'd stand and stare at me and if anybody interrupted him or tried to disssuade him he's react with the mandatory "MNGHH!!!" then attack whoever it was.
This I could cope with until one day he somehow got into the office and proceeded to stand right behind me almost silent, I only realised he was there when the little shit tried to kiss me, I slapped him away and got the "Nurse" (a butch german woman who was more of a riot officer than a nurse) who took him back to class.
Next day I got the sack and they sent me home, turns out Jamie had seen me on B3ta and his mum had walked in on him leering at goatse. His mum had complained and they'd found out I'd been on B3ta when I was supposed to be working.
(Thu 10th May 2007, 13:09, More)

» Well, that taught 'em

Call me an evil bastard if you want...
My ex left me for one of my best mates, and decided it would be funny if she rubbed my face in it. A week or so later I'm at another mates party and they are both there so they decided to rub it in some more, so I being the vengeful type waited until everyone was asleep to get my revenge.
You see, my ex has OCD and this gives her a pathological fear of mould and vomit, cue me emptying a bucket of vomit on her in the night and her unable to leave the room to wash it off due to me placing mouldy cheese in the doorway, my ex best mate had passed out so she had to wait until morning when he woke up to get out!
That showed her
(Fri 27th Apr 2007, 0:47, More)

» Other people's diaries

The paper for my uni..
Had an article not long ago about a lad.
His flatmates had always thought he was a little strange, he spent most of his time in his room with the door locked. One day after they we're sure he was out they unlocked his room (for some reason the keys in the halls we live in can open about 4 other doors on each corridoor). Then proceeded to have a nosy around, one of them finds this lad's diary and has a quick scan, then reralises half the stuff in it is dirty thoughts there flatmate has been having about the local primary kids. They left it seeing as he never seemed to have acted upon his "feelings" but after a month or so passed the said lad sent his DVD player down to the CompScis to be fixed, they found a DVD full of kiddy porn videos and promptly phoned the police.
The said lad is now in Jail, been chucked out of uni, and I found out not long ago, the room I'm staying in was his! *shivers*
(Fri 2nd Feb 2007, 19:22, More)

» Where is the strangest place you have slept?

Last New Year
Woke up on Calais beach, strange seeing as I live in Manchester, and only took £20 out with me the night before.
(Fri 29th Dec 2006, 22:35, More)

» The Worst Journey in the World

Only one without a bus-pass......
When I was 16 my family once went on a trip to visit some relatives, beacuse my boss at work is an asshole he would'nt let me have off the day we we're due to set off, so we organised it for me to arrive a day later by coach, it was my first time travelling by coach and if I have anything to do with it it'll be my last. I had to endure 8 HOURS of a coach filled with the reek of a mixture of prune juice, worthers originals, old spice and something very much like piss. Not only that I had to listen to the old deary next to me tell me all about her friend Enid and all Enids bowel and veneral problems due to the fact that Enid used to be a "working girl". Nothing is more sickening to a hormone driven 16 year old boy than the description of an 80+ year olds vaginal tract.
(Wed 13th Sep 2006, 15:36, More)
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