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HAHA! I was going to ask what the fireworks are for
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<blockquote data-quote="Dove" data-source="post: 309916" data-attributes="member: 535"><p>In my early 20s I met this left wing guy from Ferndale(one of my states more pretentious hipster towns....kind of like a smaller Ann Arbor). I didnt really care much yet about politics, I and voted democrat back then. So his left wing rants were not AS bothersome to me yet. </p><p></p><p> But his personality was very bothersome. He always wanted me to "dress sexy". Which I would have done going on a date anyway. But it never seemed I looked slutty enough for this guy. I guess his idea was full on hoochie where as my idea was ....well better than his. Anyway. </p><p></p><p> So he takes me to this high end restaurant. And we order drinks. And he.....asked for a straw. In a high end restaurant. Like a fucking 8 year old. So I asked him....wtf do you need a straw for? And he goes on this prissy bitch rant about germs and how he cant touch his lips to a glass. </p><p></p><p> So....I wiped my wine glass, picked it up, looked him deeply in eyes as I licked the entire rim. I exaggerated it, to. Just so he knew I was not doing it to be sexy. I was establishing dominance. </p><p></p><p> He came over to my house....I was doing yard work and had to walk out to the ponds(my family had 6 acres that was once a functioning farm). And when he insisted on walking back there with me, all he did was whine about grass touching his legs. And snakes. He was SCARED of snakes. </p><p></p><p> All he wanted to do was dress me up and show me off. And I'm 98 percent sure he is antifa today. He gave me a bunch of communists literature(including the communist manifesto) and had almost identical narratives as the woke crowd today. He used to show up at the club I worked at when I was dancing and he would get really drunk and go on communist rants. He was a real snot. He was bossy. </p><p></p><p> Totally insufferable. </p><p></p><p> When I showed my grandma the books he gave me she spit her coffee laughing and told me I needed to get rid of him lol. He was always wearing these leather pants lmaooo.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dove, post: 309916, member: 535"] In my early 20s I met this left wing guy from Ferndale(one of my states more pretentious hipster towns....kind of like a smaller Ann Arbor). I didnt really care much yet about politics, I and voted democrat back then. So his left wing rants were not AS bothersome to me yet. But his personality was very bothersome. He always wanted me to "dress sexy". Which I would have done going on a date anyway. But it never seemed I looked slutty enough for this guy. I guess his idea was full on hoochie where as my idea was ....well better than his. Anyway. So he takes me to this high end restaurant. And we order drinks. And he.....asked for a straw. In a high end restaurant. Like a fucking 8 year old. So I asked him....wtf do you need a straw for? And he goes on this prissy bitch rant about germs and how he cant touch his lips to a glass. So....I wiped my wine glass, picked it up, looked him deeply in eyes as I licked the entire rim. I exaggerated it, to. Just so he knew I was not doing it to be sexy. I was establishing dominance. He came over to my house....I was doing yard work and had to walk out to the ponds(my family had 6 acres that was once a functioning farm). And when he insisted on walking back there with me, all he did was whine about grass touching his legs. And snakes. He was SCARED of snakes. All he wanted to do was dress me up and show me off. And I'm 98 percent sure he is antifa today. He gave me a bunch of communists literature(including the communist manifesto) and had almost identical narratives as the woke crowd today. He used to show up at the club I worked at when I was dancing and he would get really drunk and go on communist rants. He was a real snot. He was bossy. Totally insufferable. When I showed my grandma the books he gave me she spit her coffee laughing and told me I needed to get rid of him lol. He was always wearing these leather pants lmaooo. [/QUOTE]
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HAHA! I was going to ask what the fireworks are for