The Most FUKKED UP Ways you/witnessed someone got rejected?

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atribecalledgabi;2878502 said:
any of y'all ever rejected somebody and felt bad about it?

Had to be done. If I'm not physically attracted, then its a no-go. Ruined a friendship though :*(
 
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deadeye;2880490 said:
You should make a song shitting on her and send that to her.

Drop that ether. And send it to all her facebook friends.

But first get her to sext you, and include that in the link.
 
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shadey;2882013 said:
Screen shot and post it here along with your response.

Too late bruh, I already deleted that shit

EDIT: I dropped the link to her facebook anyways so have fun with that I suppose
 
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Before some clown say it, I read this on SOHH.....its full of FAIL.....this has to be shared on Allhiphop.com

http://forums.projectcovo.com/showthread.php?t=3502471&page=17


At first I didn't want to share my story but after reading all the other posts here, I figured what the hell. Back when I was in the senior in high school, I was talking to this girl that was in the 9th grade. I know it's lame but I had to take what I could get. I only really saw her around lunch time but I would always be on her jock hard.

Since it was getting close to graduation, my father went and bought me a 1981 Ford Escort for $300 (this was in 2001). I thought I was stuntin in the car and when I told her about it, her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. I knew that this car would be the key to me getting the pu$$y. She came up to me at lunch all rubbing up on me talking about how her and her girls wants to leave school now and go to the mall. I felt like this was a good opportunity to get closer so I said I will take them. We all leave school and I drove all these hos to the mall. They all walking around looking at stuff and she all rubbing up on me talking about having sex and I'm hard as a rock. For some reason, she asked to hold my keys and I said yes like a dummy. Then we walk around a few more minutes and she whispering to her friends. I guess I was blinded by love because I did not notice anything weird at the time. They said they wanted to look in Sears and she told me that while she is looking, she wants me to run in lady foot locker and see if they have her size in a Jordan.

I ran in there like a dog and got the info that she wanted. I didn't see them outside of Sears so I just sat in the mall waiting. 30 minutes passed and nobody came out so I went and looked through Sears and couldn't find them. After over a hour of walking around, I go outside and my car was gone! I felt like crying like a little b1tch. This was before everybody had cell phones so I didn't have her number either. All I knew was her name. After pulling myself together, I had to take the bus home.

After catching the bus home, my father asked where was the car. I told him I let my friend drive it and that he would bring it back later. My father beat my a$$ and then told me to go get that car asap before he kills me. I called all my boys but nobody knew where she lived or her number.

Saturday comes around and I still don't have the car. After getting another a$$ beating, my father says that he is going to call the police to report the car stolen. I seriously thought she had a accident or something but when we got to the police station, I had to tell my dad the truth that it was really a girl that I had given the keys too. I told him I didn't think she would take the care but basically I was just trying to take up for her like a idiot. They refused to file a report because they said that I had let someone borrow it so it technically isn't stolen. I caught hell that whole weekend.

On Monday, I told my dad to let me handle it because I didn't want him to go up to the school raising hell and making me lose what little reputation I had left. I'm furious and looking for this girl everywhere. I see her standing in the hallway with a bunch of her friends laughing and giggling and she looked at me like nothing is wrong. I asked "where the hell is my car" and she just laughed and said "quit playing boy that's my car". Basically I just stood there getting hammered by all her friends. All I could do was go to the office and tell and they called her down to the office to see what happened. She came in crying talking about I gave it to her and **** like that. Since I had the papers on the car, they gave me back the keys and my father came to pick the car up. Not only did I never get the Pu$$y, my father never let me drive that car again since he decided to give it to my step sister.

This situation sucked so much because she told everyone I gave her the car and took it back. Everybody was looking at me like I'm a a$$hole. On top of that, I couldn't even drive it anymore so I was back to taking the bus. I never knew where she went that weekend and I never ever got the pu$$y
 
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Wait........... niggas is giving away cars in high school?

bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
 
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Rey Negro;2884223 said:
Before some clown say it, I read this on SOHH.....its full of FAIL.....this has to be shared on Allhiphop.com

http://forums.projectcovo.com/showthread.php?t=3502471&page=17


At first I didn't want to share my story but after reading all the other posts here, I figured what the hell. Back when I was in the senior in high school, I was talking to this girl that was in the 9th grade. I know it's lame but I had to take what I could get. I only really saw her around lunch time but I would always be on her jock hard.

Since it was getting close to graduation, my father went and bought me a 1981 Ford Escort for $300 (this was in 2001). I thought I was stuntin in the car and when I told her about it, her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. I knew that this car would be the key to me getting the pu$$y. She came up to me at lunch all rubbing up on me talking about how her and her girls wants to leave school now and go to the mall. I felt like this was a good opportunity to get closer so I said I will take them. We all leave school and I drove all these hos to the mall. They all walking around looking at stuff and she all rubbing up on me talking about having sex and I'm hard as a rock. For some reason, she asked to hold my keys and I said yes like a dummy. Then we walk around a few more minutes and she whispering to her friends. I guess I was blinded by love because I did not notice anything weird at the time. They said they wanted to look in Sears and she told me that while she is looking, she wants me to run in lady foot locker and see if they have her size in a Jordan.

I ran in there like a dog and got the info that she wanted. I didn't see them outside of Sears so I just sat in the mall waiting. 30 minutes passed and nobody came out so I went and looked through Sears and couldn't find them. After over a hour of walking around, I go outside and my car was gone! I felt like crying like a little b1tch. This was before everybody had cell phones so I didn't have her number either. All I knew was her name. After pulling myself together, I had to take the bus home.

After catching the bus home, my father asked where was the car. I told him I let my friend drive it and that he would bring it back later. My father beat my a$$ and then told me to go get that car asap before he kills me. I called all my boys but nobody knew where she lived or her number.

Saturday comes around and I still don't have the car. After getting another a$$ beating, my father says that he is going to call the police to report the car stolen. I seriously thought she had a accident or something but when we got to the police station, I had to tell my dad the truth that it was really a girl that I had given the keys too. I told him I didn't think she would take the care but basically I was just trying to take up for her like a idiot. They refused to file a report because they said that I had let someone borrow it so it technically isn't stolen. I caught hell that whole weekend.

On Monday, I told my dad to let me handle it because I didn't want him to go up to the school raising hell and making me lose what little reputation I had left. I'm furious and looking for this girl everywhere. I see her standing in the hallway with a bunch of her friends laughing and giggling and she looked at me like nothing is wrong. I asked "where the hell is my car" and she just laughed and said "quit playing boy that's my car". Basically I just stood there getting hammered by all her friends. All I could do was go to the office and tell and they called her down to the office to see what happened. She came in crying talking about I gave it to her and **** like that. Since I had the papers on the car, they gave me back the keys and my father came to pick the car up. Not only did I never get the Pu$$y, my father never let me drive that car again since he decided to give it to my step sister.

This situation sucked so much because she told everyone I gave her the car and took it back. Everybody was looking at me like I'm a a$$hole. On top of that, I couldn't even drive it anymore so I was back to taking the bus. I never knew where she went that weekend and I never ever got the pu$$y

How's that high school senior nigga gonna get Deboed out of his car by a 14 year old girl? LOL
 
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Rey Negro;2884223 said:
Before some clown say it, I read this on SOHH.....its full of FAIL.....this has to be shared on Allhiphop.com

http://forums.projectcovo.com/showthread.php?t=3502471&page=17


At first I didn't want to share my story but after reading all the other posts here, I figured what the hell. Back when I was in the senior in high school, I was talking to this girl that was in the 9th grade. I know it's lame but I had to take what I could get. I only really saw her around lunch time but I would always be on her jock hard.

Since it was getting close to graduation, my father went and bought me a 1981 Ford Escort for $300 (this was in 2001). I thought I was stuntin in the car and when I told her about it, her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. I knew that this car would be the key to me getting the pu$$y. She came up to me at lunch all rubbing up on me talking about how her and her girls wants to leave school now and go to the mall. I felt like this was a good opportunity to get closer so I said I will take them. We all leave school and I drove all these hos to the mall. They all walking around looking at stuff and she all rubbing up on me talking about having sex and I'm hard as a rock. For some reason, she asked to hold my keys and I said yes like a dummy. Then we walk around a few more minutes and she whispering to her friends. I guess I was blinded by love because I did not notice anything weird at the time. They said they wanted to look in Sears and she told me that while she is looking, she wants me to run in lady foot locker and see if they have her size in a Jordan.

I ran in there like a dog and got the info that she wanted. I didn't see them outside of Sears so I just sat in the mall waiting. 30 minutes passed and nobody came out so I went and looked through Sears and couldn't find them. After over a hour of walking around, I go outside and my car was gone! I felt like crying like a little b1tch. This was before everybody had cell phones so I didn't have her number either. All I knew was her name. After pulling myself together, I had to take the bus home.

After catching the bus home, my father asked where was the car. I told him I let my friend drive it and that he would bring it back later. My father beat my a$$ and then told me to go get that car asap before he kills me. I called all my boys but nobody knew where she lived or her number.

Saturday comes around and I still don't have the car. After getting another a$$ beating, my father says that he is going to call the police to report the car stolen. I seriously thought she had a accident or something but when we got to the police station, I had to tell my dad the truth that it was really a girl that I had given the keys too. I told him I didn't think she would take the care but basically I was just trying to take up for her like a idiot. They refused to file a report because they said that I had let someone borrow it so it technically isn't stolen. I caught hell that whole weekend.

On Monday, I told my dad to let me handle it because I didn't want him to go up to the school raising hell and making me lose what little reputation I had left. I'm furious and looking for this girl everywhere. I see her standing in the hallway with a bunch of her friends laughing and giggling and she looked at me like nothing is wrong. I asked "where the hell is my car" and she just laughed and said "quit playing boy that's my car". Basically I just stood there getting hammered by all her friends. All I could do was go to the office and tell and they called her down to the office to see what happened. She came in crying talking about I gave it to her and **** like that. Since I had the papers on the car, they gave me back the keys and my father came to pick the car up. Not only did I never get the Pu$$y, my father never let me drive that car again since he decided to give it to my step sister.

This situation sucked so much because she told everyone I gave her the car and took it back. Everybody was looking at me like I'm a a$$hole. On top of that, I couldn't even drive it anymore so I was back to taking the bus. I never knew where she went that weekend and I never ever got the pu$$y

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Yo, shut this shit down!

This nigga ... let a bitch hold his car? HIS CAR!

I don't ... what ... Yooooo, somebody hit me up with that Weebay gif ASAP! I can't even..
 
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Dammmmnnnnn son. a broad you never as much as kissed stole your car for 3 days and you aint do shit about it....

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thats not right. that shit just not fuckin right...
 
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Rey Negro;2884223 said:
Before some clown say it, I read this on SOHH.....its full of FAIL.....this has to be shared on Allhiphop.com

http://forums.projectcovo.com/showthread.php?t=3502471&page=17


At first I didn't want to share my story but after reading all the other posts here, I figured what the hell. Back when I was in the senior in high school, I was talking to this girl that was in the 9th grade. I know it's lame but I had to take what I could get. I only really saw her around lunch time but I would always be on her jock hard.

Since it was getting close to graduation, my father went and bought me a 1981 Ford Escort for $300 (this was in 2001). I thought I was stuntin in the car and when I told her about it, her eyes lit up like a christmas tree. I knew that this car would be the key to me getting the pu$$y. She came up to me at lunch all rubbing up on me talking about how her and her girls wants to leave school now and go to the mall. I felt like this was a good opportunity to get closer so I said I will take them. We all leave school and I drove all these hos to the mall. They all walking around looking at stuff and she all rubbing up on me talking about having sex and I'm hard as a rock. For some reason, she asked to hold my keys and I said yes like a dummy. Then we walk around a few more minutes and she whispering to her friends. I guess I was blinded by love because I did not notice anything weird at the time. They said they wanted to look in Sears and she told me that while she is looking, she wants me to run in lady foot locker and see if they have her size in a Jordan.

I ran in there like a dog and got the info that she wanted. I didn't see them outside of Sears so I just sat in the mall waiting. 30 minutes passed and nobody came out so I went and looked through Sears and couldn't find them. After over a hour of walking around, I go outside and my car was gone! I felt like crying like a little b1tch. This was before everybody had cell phones so I didn't have her number either. All I knew was her name. After pulling myself together, I had to take the bus home.

After catching the bus home, my father asked where was the car. I told him I let my friend drive it and that he would bring it back later. My father beat my a$$ and then told me to go get that car asap before he kills me. I called all my boys but nobody knew where she lived or her number.

Saturday comes around and I still don't have the car. After getting another a$$ beating, my father says that he is going to call the police to report the car stolen. I seriously thought she had a accident or something but when we got to the police station, I had to tell my dad the truth that it was really a girl that I had given the keys too. I told him I didn't think she would take the care but basically I was just trying to take up for her like a idiot. They refused to file a report because they said that I had let someone borrow it so it technically isn't stolen. I caught hell that whole weekend.

On Monday, I told my dad to let me handle it because I didn't want him to go up to the school raising hell and making me lose what little reputation I had left. I'm furious and looking for this girl everywhere. I see her standing in the hallway with a bunch of her friends laughing and giggling and she looked at me like nothing is wrong. I asked "where the hell is my car" and she just laughed and said "quit playing boy that's my car". Basically I just stood there getting hammered by all her friends. All I could do was go to the office and tell and they called her down to the office to see what happened. She came in crying talking about I gave it to her and **** like that. Since I had the papers on the car, they gave me back the keys and my father came to pick the car up. Not only did I never get the Pu$$y, my father never let me drive that car again since he decided to give it to my step sister.

This situation sucked so much because she told everyone I gave her the car and took it back. Everybody was looking at me like I'm a a$$hole. On top of that, I couldn't even drive it anymore so I was back to taking the bus. I never knew where she went that weekend and I never ever got the pu$$y

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wow @ the car shit smh

but back to Shenco......cot dayum, the hoe had you listening to Sade bruh
i cant even front tho, some similar shit happened to me like that....im just gon say 808s will foreva be a classic to me
 
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ok ill add to the thread

i neva really did bf/gf like most in here i just had my "friends" and the ladies wuz kool wit that

so in my senior yr in high school i hook up wit this bad bitch(always got em...dont hate)named ashley.....so we fuck around during the whole schoool year...like many others valentines day roll around and she like she gonna come to my house...but never shows...and like others i had bought a card and candy(neva did that b4)

so everything seems good and the summer hit....and she says she goin to baton rouge wit her cuzzin 4 the whole summer....me i neva was the type to stalk a bitch every move....so im like iight...we talk on the phone here and there...so she like she comin bac

so 1 day im comion out my house and my nigga like u still fuck wit ashley...i proudly say yeah...and he like nah nigga i just saw her in the plaza(N.O. heads know what that is) wit anotha nigga.....so im like iight..i call her and they say she aint home....i call all day till later she call back...and i can tell she knew i knew....and im playin it off like where u went today...and she said "oh...i was at the mall wit my sister and her bf"...so i tell my nigga and he like nah nigga they was hugged up and all....i hit her back and she changed it to that was he brothers friend she was wit.....

so during that whole week im tellin her just fess up u caught....so i call her and she got an attitude and she like yeah i was wit a nigga....nigga i felt low as fuck....so then her friend who live right around the corner sees me outside and runs it down to me

she tells me that the whole time we were fuckin around they was 2....and when i would leave her she would then go meet up wit dude(nigga was the aspiring rapper type)....then when we left each other from after school she would go meet up wit him on canal st and they would hang out...and that after we would get off the phone she would then talk 2 him 4 the rest of the night....now the phone shyt i wasnt trippin off cuz im not the phone person...and i did fuck other females during our time....but it may sound crazy but we were 2gether 4 almost a yr....and 4 me that was long(see openening statement)

so now after that she tries to be my firned...we go 2 a few football games....im fuckin...but she turnin around an tellin everybody im sweatin her......when it was her tryna mend things wit me.......so the last straw was on halloween day they had a game and me and my niggaz was goin....and she was like imma meet u there call me b4 you go...and i call and she must have had an audience around her cuz she all on the phone actin stupid and like nah i dont wanna go......and my nigga was just like let that shyt go

took me about a few months to get over her and i did......and then 1 day i see her on canal and she lookin at me and i loud cap her like bitch what the fuck u lookin at

END RESULTS

becuz her friend stood 1 minute away if that she made sure she went ova there so i could see her.....then after tha hurricane i just let that shyt slide like fuck it....then she sees my girl...my fam...how im livin etc....and does the usual damn i fucked up i shouldve never did this and that.....im like we live and we learn.....

i leanred way bac when that i shouldve kept my motto of dont do relationships......but now im happy my wife 1 yr from bein in law school while this bitch still lookin 4 some nigga to step up and play house wit
 
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smh at Shenco, all alone in his room with the lights out, with a lighter held in the sky talmbout

[video=youtube;KOvnkWmzJrc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KOvnkWmzJrc[/video]
 
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