joekerr31 said:
chics who pretend to be pregnant are the worst. i put them on the same level as rapists and murders.
its the ultimate mind f*ck.
Ah HAH! This is EXACTLY the reason for my posts!
I kicked a girl out so hard, she landed in San Francisco. About a week later....
*ring... ring*
V: "Hello?"
Ex: "Hi, (small talk)"
...
V: "So, why did you call?"
Ex: "Uh... Well... I'm pregnant."
This is what I said, and I quote:
V: "B!TCH! How DARE you call me and claim that sh!t! What the FUX is wrong with you? You think I'd say, 'Oh, baby, please come back. We'll get married and have a family'? NO! You better HANDLE that sh!t."
*CLICK*
Harsh? Probably. Insensitive? Perhaps. Wrong? Read on...
So two weeks later:
*ring... ring...*
V: "Hello?"
Ex: "You don't have to worry."
V: "Don't have to worry about WHAT?" *pizzed off*
Ex: "I had a miscarriage."
Yeah, I bet she did.
Well, as the years passed, I happened to be flirting with a chick I worked with. The subject came up.
The ex of mine that claimed to be pregnant was on the shot. She got the boot because she just suddenly became a lunatic. I don't mean just "b!tchy", I mean it was like she was PMS'ing ALL the time, but like 25xPMS'ing. Crazy, bonkers, psycho, violent mood swing sh!t. It was bizarre. She would greet me at the door with a big warm smile and a frosty cold beer when I came home from work "Hey baby, welcome home!", and two minutes later would be screaming at the top of her lungs about a sock that missed the laundry machine opening and was laying on the floor. (I'll never forget that scene.) This chick was awesome, I mean awesome like we could have been married right now awesome***, then just flipped out... so I booted her (so hard she landed halfway across the country).
***How awesome? I was sitting at the computer playing Counter-Strike one night when she came into the office with a fresh beer. Without a word, she set the beer on the desk in front of me, forcefully pulled out my chair, climbed under the desk, and pulled the chair back in. She then proceeded to wrangle out my wang, suck me off, push the chair out, climb out from under the desk, push my chair back in, grab the beer off the desk, took a swig and put the beer back down, then left and closed the door behind her... not a single word. Awesome.
Well, I come to find out that the chick at work was on the shot when she got knocked up. I was like, "What? Really? While on the shot? What was that like?" She went on to explain that she went batty and was trippin' out all the time about stupid sh!t. So, I asked her, "Trippin'? Like, how so?" Basically, this chick outlined the exact same "PMS-like" behavior that my ex had before I booted her.
Are you guys following? It drives me insane to this day to think about it. I was so certain she was pulling some crazy stunt... then come to find out later that she very well COULD have been preggo. Uh... Um... I'm not so sure she was lying. With the stress of moving and the break up, not to mention my azzhole antics over the phone, she probably would have miscarried.
There's no telling. Mind job? Oh yeah. But hey, I don't have a mini-Vulpine, or mini-Vixen running around, so...
It all worked out for the best, well, except for the...
ARRRGHHH! FACKING MIND JOB!!!! GRRRrrrrrrr!
Phyzzle said:
Has anybody noticed this is a 20 year old having a pregnancy scare with a teenage girl? And he's posting this only in the Mature man forum?
I noticed right away, which is why I figured he might just be stupid enough to punch the chick in the guts. Keep us posted! Hehehe - snicker - snicker.
