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Who you think you'd get on with best irl out of hydro and §m£ÂgØL?
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2018-12-24 at 2:17 AM UTC§m£ÂgØL for sure. He'd probably get on my nerves eventually, but I'd rather that than be stuck with that pigbeast.
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2018-12-24 at 2:21 AM UTCI hate when women try to talk to me like they are equals.
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2018-12-24 at 2:53 AM UTCI heard §m£ÂgØL bought a 2016 Spyder and a 2015 Viper.
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2018-12-24 at 2:56 AM UTC
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2018-12-24 at 3:53 AM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-12-24 at 4:14 AM UTCJust realized what the hydro x §m£ÂgØL thing reminds me of - it's Matt Forney and Ann Sterzinger.
Matt Forney is this big fat short white guy who did §m£ÂgØL style shit, like decide to hit the road for no reason besides getting the experience of slumming it. Predictably, he's an aspiring writer. He regularly goes to the Philippines to fuck the girls there.
I remember hitchhiking once in NZ, or trying to, it lasted about 20 minutes, no one picked me up, so I walked back to town, feeling well fucked off. Hitchhiking is something that skinny little girls can do - so I was well out of the running.
Ann Sterzinger is an alcoholic writer who recently had typhus. She's quite brilliant, but burns through both jobs and men. She's Hydro if Hydro was an alkie instead of a poppy-brain.
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2018-12-24 at 8:17 PM UTC
Originally posted by MORALLY SUPERIOR BEING III: The Quest for 911 Truth Just realized what the hydro x §m£ÂgØL thing reminds me of - it's Matt Forney and Ann Sterzinger.
Matt Forney is this big fat short white guy who did §m£ÂgØL style shit, like decide to hit the road for no reason besides getting the experience of slumming it. Predictably, he's an aspiring writer. He regularly goes to the Philippines to fuck the girls there.
I remember hitchhiking once in NZ, or trying to, it lasted about 20 minutes, no one picked me up, so I walked back to town, feeling well fucked off. Hitchhiking is something that skinny little girls can do - so I was well out of the running.
Ann Sterzinger is an alcoholic writer who recently had typhus. She's quite brilliant, but burns through both jobs and men. She's Hydro if Hydro was an alkie instead of a poppy-brain.
It's a really good analogy when you read a little of what the two have written about each other.
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2018-12-24 at 8:19 PM UTClol 20 minutes only losers only try to hitch hike for 20 minutes real proz do it for 20 days if need be you dont even know you DONT EVEN KNOWThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-12-24 at 10:58 PM UTC
Originally posted by MORALLY SUPERIOR BEING III: The Quest for 911 Truth Just realized what the hydro x §m£ÂgØL thing reminds me of - it's Matt Forney and Ann Sterzinger.
Matt Forney is this big fat short white guy who did §m£ÂgØL style shit, like decide to hit the road for no reason besides getting the experience of slumming it. Predictably, he's an aspiring writer. He regularly goes to the Philippines to fuck the girls there.
I remember hitchhiking once in NZ, or trying to, it lasted about 20 minutes, no one picked me up, so I walked back to town, feeling well fucked off. Hitchhiking is something that skinny little girls can do - so I was well out of the running.
Ann Sterzinger is an alcoholic writer who recently had typhus. She's quite brilliant, but burns through both jobs and men. She's Hydro if Hydro was an alkie instead of a poppy-brain.
It's a really good analogy when you read a little of what the two have written about each other.
I've hitch hiked dozens of times with ease and have also picked up hitch hikers, all good experiences for the most part except for a couple of times when i was 19 and walked away from a painting job out of town and the dude was a total creep. the other time i was homeless and was killing time before work and went into a port shop to browse and some older dude followed me out and asked if I need a ride somewhere because he saw me carry a backpack and figured i was homeless, he ent up taking me to my favorite bbq place and then back to his hotel downtown where he put on some lesbo porn from the 80's I got kinda weirded out because at the time i wasn't aware that I was so cute and fuckable and older men wanted to plunder and use my shithole pussy, so i had to deny them.
Now adays I'm hip to older fags like the bill the cat, at work I was giving this older dude back his change and he softly touched my wrist before grabbing the money and I sternly looked at him and told him to get out and he apologized.
When jill the car comes back I'm going get him to take me out to the outbeak steak house and then ditch his ass
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2018-12-25 at 1:14 AM UTCI've hitchhiked as well, back when I was a teenager with no car. It was more I walked until I got where I was going, which could be 20+ miles, and sometimes I'd get lucky with a good Samaritan who'd offer me a lift. I never had a bad experience. I've also picked up many a hitchhiker, because of my 'pay it forward' philosophy on life. I've also never had a bad experience. Some weird ones for sure, but nothing bad.
Once I saw a hitch hiking ghost. When I was 16, I had gotten up early in the morning (been up all night, and was pissed off at my boyfriend because he blew me off to go hang with his friends despite us having plans that night) and decided to just go for a drive, and blow off steam. I ended up driving North on Highway 19, which in Florida, used to be one of the main roads coming and going in the state prior to the interstates being put in. Since then a lot of towns have pretty much dried up, so it's very rural once you get past Crystal River/Yankee Town. So, I'm like 50miles from home at this point, somewhere between Yankee town and Chiefland, and I see this old guy with a long, bushy grey beard, and a green military style napsack, and he was wearing what appeared to be some sort of military army jacket. I was flying in my caddy, doing like 130+ at the time, but I saw him way before I passed him, since it was a beautiful clear day around 10am in the morning, and I could see the road for miles. Well, I seen he had his thumb out so I went to slow down, but speeding so fast I couldn't in time once I decided I was going to give the guy a lift (I wanted to see him clearly before I made a decision to pick him up, get a vibe off him first), so I went to turn around about a mile up the road, and come back around. I could see clearly between the N/S median on either side, and I was positive I didn't turn too early, and there was absolutely no other car, truck, or tractor trailer on the road going north or south in that period of time. I drove up and even came back one more time to be on the safe side... He was gone. I literally took my eye off the last spot I'd seen him for about 30 seconds that it took to make the turn. He'd have to have ran and ducked into the tree line which was far as fuck away on that side of the road, and would have had to of crossed the old railroad tracks to do so, which meant going up and down a gully twice. That would have been hard with his napsack which appeared to have been packed pretty full. Plus, he had his thumb out.. dude was looking for a ride, so I can't see why he'd just scurry off when I was turning back to get him. I've thought it over and over a lot and I cannot figure any logical reason to what happened to this guy in that 30 seconds I lost sight of him. I even remember the mile marker he'd just passed, so he couldn't have got too far from there. He'd looked right at me too. I think I saw a hitch hiking ghost. I've heard a lot of people tell me about similar encounters with hitch hiking ghosts along route 19 too.
Anyway... that was one of the more interesting hitch hiking encounters. Others were just funny, cool hippies. -
2018-12-25 at 1:29 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone I've hitchhiked as well, back when I was a teenager with no car. It was more I walked until I got where I was going, which could be 20+ miles, and sometimes I'd get lucky with a good Samaritan who'd offer me a lift. I never had a bad experience. I've also picked up many a hitchhiker, because of my 'pay it forward' philosophy on life. I've also never had a bad experience. Some weird ones for sure, but nothing bad.
Once I saw a hitch hiking ghost. When I was 16, I had gotten up early in the morning (been up all night, and was pissed off at my boyfriend because he blew me off to go hang with his friends despite us having plans that night) and decided to just go for a drive, and blow off steam. I ended up driving North on Highway 19, which in Florida, used to be one of the main roads coming and going in the state prior to the interstates being put in. Since then a lot of towns have pretty much dried up, so it's very rural once you get past Crystal River/Yankee Town. So, I'm like 50miles from home at this point, somewhere between Yankee town and Chiefland, and I see this old guy with a long, bushy grey beard, and a green military style napsack, and he was wearing what appeared to be some sort of military army jacket. I was flying in my caddy, doing like 130+ at the time, but I saw him way before I passed him, since it was a beautiful clear day around 10am in the morning, and I could see the road for miles. Well, I seen he had his thumb out so I went to slow down, but speeding so fast I couldn't in time once I decided I was going to give the guy a lift (I wanted to see him clearly before I made a decision to pick him up, get a vibe off him first), so I went to turn around about a mile up the road, and come back around. I could see clearly between the N/S median on either side, and I was positive I didn't turn too early, and there was absolutely no other car, truck, or tractor trailer on the road going north or south in that period of time. I drove up and even came back one more time to be on the safe side… He was gone. I literally took my eye off the last spot I'd seen him for about 30 seconds that it took to make the turn. He'd have to have ran and ducked into the tree line which was far as fuck away on that side of the road, and would have had to of crossed the old railroad tracks to do so, which meant going up and down a gully twice. That would have been hard with his napsack which appeared to have been packed pretty full. Plus, he had his thumb out.. dude was looking for a ride, so I can't see why he'd just scurry off when I was turning back to get him. I've thought it over and over a lot and I cannot figure any logical reason to what happened to this guy in that 30 seconds I lost sight of him. I even remember the mile marker he'd just passed, so he couldn't have got too far from there. He'd looked right at me too. I think I saw a hitch hiking ghost. I've heard a lot of people tell me about similar encounters with hitch hiking ghosts along route 19 too.
Anyway… that was one of the more interesting hitch hiking encounters. Others were just funny, cool hippies.
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2018-12-25 at 2:03 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone I've hitchhiked as well, back when I was a teenager with no car. It was more I walked until I got where I was going, which could be 20+ miles, and sometimes I'd get lucky with a good Samaritan who'd offer me a lift. I never had a bad experience. I've also picked up many a hitchhiker, because of my 'pay it forward' philosophy on life. I've also never had a bad experience. Some weird ones for sure, but nothing bad.
Once I saw a hitch hiking ghost. When I was 16, I had gotten up early in the morning (been up all night, and was pissed off at my boyfriend because he blew me off to go hang with his friends despite us having plans that night) and decided to just go for a drive, and blow off steam. I ended up driving North on Highway 19, which in Florida, used to be one of the main roads coming and going in the state prior to the interstates being put in. Since then a lot of towns have pretty much dried up, so it's very rural once you get past Crystal River/Yankee Town. So, I'm like 50miles from home at this point, somewhere between Yankee town and Chiefland, and I see this old guy with a long, bushy grey beard, and a green military style napsack, and he was wearing what appeared to be some sort of military army jacket. I was flying in my caddy, doing like 130+ at the time, but I saw him way before I passed him, since it was a beautiful clear day around 10am in the morning, and I could see the road for miles. Well, I seen he had his thumb out so I went to slow down, but speeding so fast I couldn't in time once I decided I was going to give the guy a lift (I wanted to see him clearly before I made a decision to pick him up, get a vibe off him first), so I went to turn around about a mile up the road, and come back around. I could see clearly between the N/S median on either side, and I was positive I didn't turn too early, and there was absolutely no other car, truck, or tractor trailer on the road going north or south in that period of time. I drove up and even came back one more time to be on the safe side… He was gone. I literally took my eye off the last spot I'd seen him for about 30 seconds that it took to make the turn. He'd have to have ran and ducked into the tree line which was far as fuck away on that side of the road, and would have had to of crossed the old railroad tracks to do so, which meant going up and down a gully twice. That would have been hard with his napsack which appeared to have been packed pretty full. Plus, he had his thumb out.. dude was looking for a ride, so I can't see why he'd just scurry off when I was turning back to get him. I've thought it over and over a lot and I cannot figure any logical reason to what happened to this guy in that 30 seconds I lost sight of him. I even remember the mile marker he'd just passed, so he couldn't have got too far from there. He'd looked right at me too. I think I saw a hitch hiking ghost. I've heard a lot of people tell me about similar encounters with hitch hiking ghosts along route 19 too.
Anyway… that was one of the more interesting hitch hiking encounters. Others were just funny, cool hippies.
Lol that dude thought to himself 'fuck, thats that fucking hydro, I'm outta here' and bolted fast. Haha
Jk
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2018-12-25 at 4:06 PM UTCNahcissist sees her all taped up in the hospital and goes for a right flirt lol
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2018-12-25 at 6:57 PM UTCI'd slap hydro on her fat ass
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2018-12-25 at 7:34 PM UTCI get along with both of them. I get along with pretty much everyone. Though haven't talked to Gilliam as much since he started getting his shit together. Since I'm trying to get my life in order, I'd be worried that being around Hydro, I'd start doing bad stuffs again, but also being around golly, he might try to have a go at my velvety, opiate constipation ravaged butthole (even though it's apparent Im an archetypal Bear and absolutely a top).
