I've told this story before. I was probably 17 or so and visiting a friend in Kansas City when there was a problem with my gal back in St. Louis that I felt needed me to go back home to rectify. I decided to hitchhike back home in the dark.
Just a little east of Kansas City I got offered a ride by two black guys in a Mustang. I hesitated until they told me they could take me most of the way home. Instead, they took the next exit into an abandoned industrial section of town. I asked them where they were going as we crossed over the highway but got no answer. As they attempted to make the first right, I pushed the passenger into the dash and reached for the door handle. I tumbled out of the moving vehicle clasping my backpack to my chest as I rolled. I got on my feet and ran as fast as my cowboy boots would take me. I heard footsteps pounding behind me and then a "riiiiipppp".
He quit following me finally and I escaped. I hid on the side of the road for well over a half hour before resuming hitchhiking. I arrived at my girlfriend's house at dawn.
When I took off my jacket...it no longer had a collar.
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Originally posted by Quick Mix Ready
this is an injustice and you guys shouldn't be focused on the fact that this trial is occurring at the very moment Clinton and other high profile names and information being giving to show the true corruption of child sex and trafficking crimes being done to our children by the heads of state and wealthy elites.
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I can't believe those damn wimmins you meet who dump you after they learn that you were imprisoned for diddling little girls. Don't they want their daughters to be able to enjoy all that life has to offer?
Kill yourself.
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Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood
I didn't "end up with" I was chasing many girls at the time and HTS was one of them
there was also these two american girls and lots of ladies in my hometown and I remember after I got drunk and raged at HTS for an entire weekend she blocked me on facebook so I spent months feeling depressed chasing other girls and I was in such a funk from being REJECTED BY A TRANNY that I ruined every other relationship and did more drugs
I just wanted to talk to the tranny she was the nicest most real of all the ladies I was talking to and no matter what I did or how much time went by I always kept thinking about the drunk degenerate red haired tranny on tinychat, couldn't get her out of my head. I would sit in tinychat on an alt sometimes just to stare at her
she would tell me to stop being schizo and retarded and I would be like WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LOVE ME I had so much money I thought she would be willing to uproot her life and risk getting murdered by some random psycho from the internet and be with me. I was also on a lot of drugs back then idk the heart wants what it wants
Recent pic of your "girlfriend"?
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Originally posted by Grylls
Next year I’m going to start making my own cards too
3D popup ones
I've made my own cards for years. I have a roll of very heavy paper that I got at a yard sale probably 35 or so years ago that I use with pictures I cut from my Missouri Conservationist magazine featuring different animals. I mostly make them for the grandkids these days.
I remember one of the first ones I ever made was for my older sister when she turned 60. I had cut out a picture of a snake eating a frog with only the legs still sticking out of his mouth. I glued it to the front and, when opened read "Turning 60? Ain't that a bite in the ass!"
She still reminds me of it.
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