Recaptimus_Prime360
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silverfoxx;8233921 said:
Speak on it. You'll feel better...sorta.
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Speak on it. You'll feel better...sorta.
welp....here i am thinkin i need to get out more and network and make some new friends but after reading this thread for the last two days....naaaaaaw I'm good
but back in HS me and my homie scooped up some white girl he was tryin to fuck and she let us come back to her place and he's tryin hard to fuck but i think she wanted to fuck wit me cuz she kept leaving that nigga downstairs and coming to talk upstairs so i took over and handled the situation properly while my nigga was still downstairs and 15 mins later he's like "we gotta go" and im like cool...we hop in the car and the nigga pulls out a N64 controller and i think he pulled out the Goldeneye game too and i'm like "wtf did you steal this shyt?"...his reply ...."cuz they gotta go wit the system that's in the back yard"....lmaooooo
but back in HS me and my homie scooped up some white girl he was tryin to fuck and she let us come back to her place and he's tryin hard to fuck but i think she wanted to fuck wit me cuz she kept leaving that nigga downstairs and coming to talk upstairs so i took over and handled the situation properly while my nigga was still downstairs and 15 mins later he's like "we gotta go" and im like cool...we hop in the car and the nigga pulls out a N64 controller and i think he pulled out the Goldeneye game too and i'm like "wtf did you steal this shyt?"...his reply ...."cuz they gotta go wit the system that's in the back yard"....lmaooooo
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So I’m with this girl Tammy, baddest bitch I dealt with at that point. We had been together like 3 months and besides a few red flags everything good. First red flag occurred when she came by the crib, I was playing Madden with my neighbor when she knocked at the door. He was closer so I told him to answer and when they locked eyes it was like they knew each other. I didn’t get the they use to fuck vibe but something was off. I asked if they knew each other and he was like nah…he was like ima dip out, I was like I will hit you later. We watch a movie then smash before I take her home. The next day she call me while I’m in class asking stupid random questions like she feeling me out, asking who won in Madden and shit.
Red flag #2 came when my phone died and I used my homies to call her. She didn’t answer but called back a few minutes later, we missed it but she left a message. On the message she was like this Delilah sorry I missed your call.
I call back and asked who the fuck Delilah was and what the fucks going on. She gets real defensive and then hangs up. We don’t talk for like 5-6 days, when she finally calls me she tries to turn it on me like I was tricking her so she decided to call me back and use different name to fuck with me (shit made no sense but the pussy was good so I let it go).
A month past by, me and my homie getting gas at a Shell station on International Blvd in Oakland (a well-known ho paradise). I come out and he is like is that your bitch over there in sum rippah slippahs (ho apparel)
Me: Nah bruh that aint her (Fuck it is)
Him: Bruh you bullshitin thats her!
I try to play it off but he not letting up.
Him: Bruh she Ho’n!
At this point he in tears making that “Kuungh” sound you make out your nose when u try to hold laughter in. I put my cape on
Me: maybe she waiting for the bus
Him: Don’t she got a car
Me: Nigga it’s probably broke down!!!
Him: Why she aint call you though?
He like let’s see what she do, I call her phone, straight to voice mail. 5 minutes later she on her phone but she didn’t call me. Few minutes later some Mexican cat picks her up and drives off. We follow them to The Oaks Motel (Pay Per Nut type motel). They go in for about 20 minutes. The whoooooooooole time he in the car roasting me.
Him: Ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
I was pissed at the time but it’s funny as fuck now. This nigga doing Ho puns and shit.
Me: Ima kill this ho
Him: Now every day is a ho-ly day, so stop the violence and put the 4-4 away
Skeet, shoot a ho today.
They finally come out and I jump out the car and go the fuck off. Mexican dude hope in his whip and bounced. She in shock, crying trying to sugarcoat selling her ass.
So I’m clowning her other hoes peeking out the curtains, my homie jump in the driver’s seat like the spot hot lets go.
Her: Can I get a ride
Me: Hell no!!
My homie: Ho! (But can I get a ride?!)
No! (C'mon nigga, why?!)
Cause you's a Hoooooooooooo
A few weeks later my neighbor asks what happen to ol girl. I told him the story and he was like shit I coulda saved you some time. I’m like what you mean , he was like me and the homies ran train on her last year.
Red flag #2 came when my phone died and I used my homies to call her. She didn’t answer but called back a few minutes later, we missed it but she left a message. On the message she was like this Delilah sorry I missed your call.
I call back and asked who the fuck Delilah was and what the fucks going on. She gets real defensive and then hangs up. We don’t talk for like 5-6 days, when she finally calls me she tries to turn it on me like I was tricking her so she decided to call me back and use different name to fuck with me (shit made no sense but the pussy was good so I let it go).
A month past by, me and my homie getting gas at a Shell station on International Blvd in Oakland (a well-known ho paradise). I come out and he is like is that your bitch over there in sum rippah slippahs (ho apparel)
Me: Nah bruh that aint her (Fuck it is)
Him: Bruh you bullshitin thats her!
I try to play it off but he not letting up.
Him: Bruh she Ho’n!
At this point he in tears making that “Kuungh” sound you make out your nose when u try to hold laughter in. I put my cape on
Me: maybe she waiting for the bus
Him: Don’t she got a car
Me: Nigga it’s probably broke down!!!
Him: Why she aint call you though?
He like let’s see what she do, I call her phone, straight to voice mail. 5 minutes later she on her phone but she didn’t call me. Few minutes later some Mexican cat picks her up and drives off. We follow them to The Oaks Motel (Pay Per Nut type motel). They go in for about 20 minutes. The whoooooooooole time he in the car roasting me.
Him: Ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
I was pissed at the time but it’s funny as fuck now. This nigga doing Ho puns and shit.
Me: Ima kill this ho
Him: Now every day is a ho-ly day, so stop the violence and put the 4-4 away
Skeet, shoot a ho today.
They finally come out and I jump out the car and go the fuck off. Mexican dude hope in his whip and bounced. She in shock, crying trying to sugarcoat selling her ass.
So I’m clowning her other hoes peeking out the curtains, my homie jump in the driver’s seat like the spot hot lets go.
Her: Can I get a ride
Me: Hell no!!
My homie: Ho! (But can I get a ride?!)
No! (C'mon nigga, why?!)
Cause you's a Hoooooooooooo
A few weeks later my neighbor asks what happen to ol girl. I told him the story and he was like shit I coulda saved you some time. I’m like what you mean , he was like me and the homies ran train on her last year.
Recaptimus_Prime360
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T.Vick04;8236282 said:So I’m with this girl Tammy, baddest bitch I dealt with at that point. We had been together like 3 months and besides a few red flags everything good. First red flag occurred when she came by the crib, I was playing Madden with my neighbor when she knocked at the door. He was closer so I told him to answer and when they locked eyes it was like they knew each other. I didn’t get the they use to fuck vibe but something was off. I asked if they knew each other and he was like nah…he was like ima dip out, I was like I will hit you later. We watch a movie then smash before I take her home. The next day she call me while I’m in class asking stupid random questions like she feeling me out, asking who won in Madden and shit.
Red flag #2 came when my phone died and I used my homies to call her. She didn’t answer but called back a few minutes later, we missed it but she left a message. On the message she was like this Delilah sorry I missed your call.
I call back and asked who the fuck Delilah was and what the fucks going on. She gets real defensive and then hangs up. We don’t talk for like 5-6 days, when she finally calls me she tries to turn it on me like I was tricking her so she decided to call me back and use different name to fuck with me (shit made no sense but the pussy was good so I let it go).
A month past by, me and my homie getting gas at a Shell station on International Blvd in Oakland (a well-known ho paradise). I come out and he is like is that your bitch over there in sum rippah slippahs (ho apparel)
Me: Nah bruh that aint her (Fuck it is)
Him: Bruh you bullshitin thats her!
I try to play it off but he not letting up.
Him: Bruh she Ho’n!
At this point he in tears making that “Kuungh” sound you make out your nose when u try to hold laughter in. I put my cape on
Me: maybe she waiting for the bus
Him: Don’t she got a car
Me: Nigga it’s probably broke down!!!
Him: Why she aint call you though?
He like let’s see what she do, I call her phone, straight to voice mail. 5 minutes later she on her phone but she didn’t call me. Few minutes later some Mexican cat picks her up and drives off. We follow them to The Oaks Motel (Pay Per Nut type motel). They go in for about 20 minutes. The whoooooooooole time he in the car roasting me.
Him: Ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
I was pissed at the time but it’s funny as fuck now. This nigga doing Ho puns and shit.
Me: Ima kill this ho
Him: Now every day is a ho-ly day, so stop the violence and put the 4-4 away
Skeet, shoot a ho today.
They finally come out and I jump out the car and go the fuck off. Mexican dude hope in his whip and bounced. She in shock, crying trying to sugarcoat selling her ass.
So I’m clowning her other hoes peeking out the curtains, my homie jump in the driver’s seat like the spot hot lets go.
Her: Can I get a ride
Me: Hell no!!
My homie: Ho! (But can I get a ride?!)
No! (C'mon nigga, why?!)
Cause you's a Hoooooooooooo
A few weeks later my neighbor asks what happen to ol girl. I told him the story and he was like shit I coulda saved you some time. I’m like what you mean , he was like me and the homies ran train on her last year.
Tears...100%...TEARS! LOL!!
kingofkingz
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Mastery;8236532 said:
F!! I'll be back in this bish later lol
lord nemesis
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T.Vick04;8236282 said:So I’m with this girl Tammy, baddest bitch I dealt with at that point. We had been together like 3 months and besides a few red flags everything good. First red flag occurred when she came by the crib, I was playing Madden with my neighbor when she knocked at the door. He was closer so I told him to answer and when they locked eyes it was like they knew each other. I didn’t get the they use to fuck vibe but something was off. I asked if they knew each other and he was like nah…he was like ima dip out, I was like I will hit you later. We watch a movie then smash before I take her home. The next day she call me while I’m in class asking stupid random questions like she feeling me out, asking who won in Madden and shit.
Red flag #2 came when my phone died and I used my homies to call her. She didn’t answer but called back a few minutes later, we missed it but she left a message. On the message she was like this Delilah sorry I missed your call.
I call back and asked who the fuck Delilah was and what the fucks going on. She gets real defensive and then hangs up. We don’t talk for like 5-6 days, when she finally calls me she tries to turn it on me like I was tricking her so she decided to call me back and use different name to fuck with me (shit made no sense but the pussy was good so I let it go).
A month past by, me and my homie getting gas at a Shell station on International Blvd in Oakland (a well-known ho paradise). I come out and he is like is that your bitch over there in sum rippah slippahs (ho apparel)
Me: Nah bruh that aint her (Fuck it is)
Him: Bruh you bullshitin thats her!
I try to play it off but he not letting up.
Him: Bruh she Ho’n!
At this point he in tears making that “Kuungh” sound you make out your nose when u try to hold laughter in. I put my cape on
Me: maybe she waiting for the bus
Him: Don’t she got a car
Me: Nigga it’s probably broke down!!!
Him: Why she aint call you though?
He like let’s see what she do, I call her phone, straight to voice mail. 5 minutes later she on her phone but she didn’t call me. Few minutes later some Mexican cat picks her up and drives off. We follow them to The Oaks Motel (Pay Per Nut type motel). They go in for about 20 minutes. The whoooooooooole time he in the car roasting me.
Him: Ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
I was pissed at the time but it’s funny as fuck now. This nigga doing Ho puns and shit.
Me: Ima kill this ho
Him: Now every day is a ho-ly day, so stop the violence and put the 4-4 away
Skeet, shoot a ho today.
They finally come out and I jump out the car and go the fuck off. Mexican dude hope in his whip and bounced. She in shock, crying trying to sugarcoat selling her ass.
So I’m clowning her other hoes peeking out the curtains, my homie jump in the driver’s seat like the spot hot lets go.
Her: Can I get a ride
Me: Hell no!!
My homie: Ho! (But can I get a ride?!)
No! (C'mon nigga, why?!)
Cause you's a Hoooooooooooo
A few weeks later my neighbor asks what happen to ol girl. I told him the story and he was like shit I coulda saved you some time. I’m like what you mean , he was like me and the homies ran train on her last year.
lmao, man where did you even meet that bitch?
Alpha_Ambition
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T.Vick04;8236282 said:So I’m with this girl Tammy, baddest bitch I dealt with at that point. We had been together like 3 months and besides a few red flags everything good. First red flag occurred when she came by the crib, I was playing Madden with my neighbor when she knocked at the door. He was closer so I told him to answer and when they locked eyes it was like they knew each other. I didn’t get the they use to fuck vibe but something was off. I asked if they knew each other and he was like nah…he was like ima dip out, I was like I will hit you later. We watch a movie then smash before I take her home. The next day she call me while I’m in class asking stupid random questions like she feeling me out, asking who won in Madden and shit.
Red flag #2 came when my phone died and I used my homies to call her. She didn’t answer but called back a few minutes later, we missed it but she left a message. On the message she was like this Delilah sorry I missed your call.
I call back and asked who the fuck Delilah was and what the fucks going on. She gets real defensive and then hangs up. We don’t talk for like 5-6 days, when she finally calls me she tries to turn it on me like I was tricking her so she decided to call me back and use different name to fuck with me (shit made no sense but the pussy was good so I let it go).
A month past by, me and my homie getting gas at a Shell station on International Blvd in Oakland (a well-known ho paradise). I come out and he is like is that your bitch over there in sum rippah slippahs (ho apparel)
Me: Nah bruh that aint her (Fuck it is)
Him: Bruh you bullshitin thats her!
I try to play it off but he not letting up.
Him: Bruh she Ho’n!
At this point he in tears making that “Kuungh” sound you make out your nose when u try to hold laughter in. I put my cape on
Me: maybe she waiting for the bus
Him: Don’t she got a car
Me: Nigga it’s probably broke down!!!
Him: Why she aint call you though?
He like let’s see what she do, I call her phone, straight to voice mail. 5 minutes later she on her phone but she didn’t call me. Few minutes later some Mexican cat picks her up and drives off. We follow them to The Oaks Motel (Pay Per Nut type motel). They go in for about 20 minutes. The whoooooooooole time he in the car roasting me.
Him: Ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!)
I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
I was pissed at the time but it’s funny as fuck now. This nigga doing Ho puns and shit.
Me: Ima kill this ho
Him: Now every day is a ho-ly day, so stop the violence and put the 4-4 away
Skeet, shoot a ho today.
They finally come out and I jump out the car and go the fuck off. Mexican dude hope in his whip and bounced. She in shock, crying trying to sugarcoat selling her ass.
So I’m clowning her other hoes peeking out the curtains, my homie jump in the driver’s seat like the spot hot lets go.
Her: Can I get a ride
Me: Hell no!!
My homie: Ho! (But can I get a ride?!)
No! (C'mon nigga, why?!)
Cause you's a Hoooooooooooo
A few weeks later my neighbor asks what happen to ol girl. I told him the story and he was like shit I coulda saved you some time. I’m like what you mean , he was like me and the homies ran train on her last year.
Alpha_Ambition
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I was looking for another jordan gif too lol
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silverfoxx
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Damn, aite I'll make mine as short as possible. Honestly I took so much L's that they would rival that Geechie slim homie, but repression is a hella of a drug.
I met her online. Back in the day about 4 years ago. I was a late bloomer, and I wasn't who I was now, (which is now worse ) but I was more of a caring guy searching for love. I was a simp ass nigga, based on my moms and my sister feeding me that Disney world shit when in reality I was missing out in New Orleans hot and ready hoes.At the time I didn't have a car and missed out on ALOT of opportunities, and women clowned me for not having a NOLA accent or being a weirdo artsy fartsy dude (not a street nigga or having money, just a smart artsy dude) So after meeting this unique and amazing girl online, she was different and seemed to good to be true.
She was light skinned, beautiful, super smart and talented, and had a great personality.She didn't give a fuck that I stayed with my grandma at the time and was without a car, and she actually was interested to her what I had to say unlike the usual hoes. Shit didn't make zero sense for me to find her online especially the site we were on. So after figuring out she wasn't a catfish, (I got catfished plenty of times) I got her number and fantazied about finally meeting my dream girl. She was everything bruh. 10/10 IMO.
So our conversations were going amazing, I could be weird around her, and she would say something ten times more weirder just to keep up. It was on some Childish Gambino "Camp" shit. The only thing was it seemed too good to be true. I told her how I felt and asked to move a step beyond friends, EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T MEET FACE TO FACE yet. But fuck it, I was sold. She faced time me before sooooooo I was whipped after a month.
Come to find out she just got out of a relationship and was just taking a break, besides she mentioned a lot of niggas was feeling her, because she was extroverted unlike my introverted ass and me personally I HATE competition, shit is hella corny so I fell back and just played it off as friends. So down the line I scheduled for us to meet up finally after a month and couple weeks. She agrees and we are both excited. At worst she was a cool ass friend that maybe I could earn her trust with and someday be with her (I know y'all I was fucking tripping) and also she was not a hoe. She was too PG and never really cursed nor was sexual around or anyone that I know. No pics of her doing thot poses, etc.Clean as a wissle and very very serious about it. To the point where its "kinda" strange and annoying. Like how can anyone be this clean? And I couldn't catch her doing anything PG13 at least!
Anyway........
So the day I got to meet her I'm excited, my sister bf about to bring me over to see her and I'm hella super hyped! I get to her college, call her, and she stands me up. Come to find out she overslepts. I'm pissed and semi curse her out. To conclude faster, we make up and she apologies and says we should try again, but we run out of time since she lives out of town and I don't drive but we still keep in touch.
This portion was needed, I'll drop part 2 later, I don't wanna skip steps, I want y'all to feel the ether and the embarrassment that I felt. IC, please go easy on your boy for the ending man. This shit is fresh to me so I'm still recovering lol
I met her online. Back in the day about 4 years ago. I was a late bloomer, and I wasn't who I was now, (which is now worse ) but I was more of a caring guy searching for love. I was a simp ass nigga, based on my moms and my sister feeding me that Disney world shit when in reality I was missing out in New Orleans hot and ready hoes.At the time I didn't have a car and missed out on ALOT of opportunities, and women clowned me for not having a NOLA accent or being a weirdo artsy fartsy dude (not a street nigga or having money, just a smart artsy dude) So after meeting this unique and amazing girl online, she was different and seemed to good to be true.
She was light skinned, beautiful, super smart and talented, and had a great personality.She didn't give a fuck that I stayed with my grandma at the time and was without a car, and she actually was interested to her what I had to say unlike the usual hoes. Shit didn't make zero sense for me to find her online especially the site we were on. So after figuring out she wasn't a catfish, (I got catfished plenty of times) I got her number and fantazied about finally meeting my dream girl. She was everything bruh. 10/10 IMO.
So our conversations were going amazing, I could be weird around her, and she would say something ten times more weirder just to keep up. It was on some Childish Gambino "Camp" shit. The only thing was it seemed too good to be true. I told her how I felt and asked to move a step beyond friends, EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T MEET FACE TO FACE yet. But fuck it, I was sold. She faced time me before sooooooo I was whipped after a month.
Come to find out she just got out of a relationship and was just taking a break, besides she mentioned a lot of niggas was feeling her, because she was extroverted unlike my introverted ass and me personally I HATE competition, shit is hella corny so I fell back and just played it off as friends. So down the line I scheduled for us to meet up finally after a month and couple weeks. She agrees and we are both excited. At worst she was a cool ass friend that maybe I could earn her trust with and someday be with her (I know y'all I was fucking tripping) and also she was not a hoe. She was too PG and never really cursed nor was sexual around or anyone that I know. No pics of her doing thot poses, etc.Clean as a wissle and very very serious about it. To the point where its "kinda" strange and annoying. Like how can anyone be this clean? And I couldn't catch her doing anything PG13 at least!
Anyway........
So the day I got to meet her I'm excited, my sister bf about to bring me over to see her and I'm hella super hyped! I get to her college, call her, and she stands me up. Come to find out she overslepts. I'm pissed and semi curse her out. To conclude faster, we make up and she apologies and says we should try again, but we run out of time since she lives out of town and I don't drive but we still keep in touch.
This portion was needed, I'll drop part 2 later, I don't wanna skip steps, I want y'all to feel the ether and the embarrassment that I felt. IC, please go easy on your boy for the ending man. This shit is fresh to me so I'm still recovering lol
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