Confessions

Indagrow

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I never want to sell a house again this is a fucking nightmare. I'm beginning to think the only reason I'm still on the market is my moderately attractive realtor, which is pathetic... Bitch can't even do her job
 

Yessica...

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I once hit a man in a motorized wheelchair with my car...

I was 16, hungover, and turning left into the sun when I felt a small bump on the side of my car. Pulled over, and I figured I hit another car. Some cunty twat (I now realize) got out of her car and decided to talk to me like I was fleeing the scene, and had not just pulled over.

Queen twat said "you're just going to leave that BOY???"

I run accross the street, and go and talk to the paper boy staring there. He says I didn't hit him with my vehicle...and then I follow his pointed finger to an elderly man in a motorizer wheelchair.

SIDEBAR: When the hormones in my body decided to turn me into a crazy person (aka woman) I used to cry when I saw old men walking down the street. I have no idea why, but it happened for years.

I lost my fucking mind. I was crying, lots. I think I invited the man to my parents house for breakfast...probably offered him a kidney, who the fuck knows. But I remember what he said:

"Oh don't worry about me dear...this old things been through worse bumps and bruises than that. Have a lovely day."

What a nice man! And what a BAD DRIVER I used to be.

The one and only time I have hit a living thing (larger than a bug) with my car.

My secret shame.
 

Yessica...

Well-Known Member
I once hit a man in a motorized wheelchair with my car...

I was 16, hungover, and turning left into the sun when I felt a small bump on the side of my car. Pulled over, and I figured I hit another car. Some cunty twat (I now realize) got out of her car and decided to talk to me like I was fleeing the scene, and had not just pulled over.

Queen twat said "you're just going to leave that BOY???"

I run accross the street, and go and talk to the paper boy staring there. He says I didn't hit him with my vehicle...and then I follow his pointed finger to an elderly man in a motorizer wheelchair.

SIDEBAR: When the hormones in my body decided to turn me into a crazy person (aka woman) I used to cry when I saw old men walking down the street. I have no idea why, but it happened for years.

I lost my fucking mind. I was crying, lots. I think I invited the man to my parents house for breakfast...probably offered him a kidney, who the fuck knows. But I remember what he said:

"Oh don't worry about me dear...this old things been through worse bumps and bruises than that. Have a lovely day."

What a nice man! And what a BAD DRIVER I used to be.

The one and only time I have hit a living thing (larger than a bug) with my car.

My secret shame.
Ok - I know why I would cry...

For some reason, I just thought that the reason they were alone, is that their wife died. And they didn't know how to cook for themselves, and that's why I would always see men (elderly) eating alone at the Tim Horton's. And I would sob.

Secret shame number 2: VAGINA.
 

The Outdoorsman

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I once hit a man in a motorized wheelchair with my car...

I was 16, hungover, and turning left into the sun when I felt a small bump on the side of my car. Pulled over, and I figured I hit another car. Some cunty twat (I now realize) got out of her car and decided to talk to me like I was fleeing the scene, and had not just pulled over.

Queen twat said "you're just going to leave that BOY???"

I run accross the street, and go and talk to the paper boy staring there. He says I didn't hit him with my vehicle...and then I follow his pointed finger to an elderly man in a motorizer wheelchair.

SIDEBAR: When the hormones in my body decided to turn me into a crazy person (aka woman) I used to cry when I saw old men walking down the street. I have no idea why, but it happened for years.

I lost my fucking mind. I was crying, lots. I think I invited the man to my parents house for breakfast...probably offered him a kidney, who the fuck knows. But I remember what he said:

"Oh don't worry about me dear...this old things been through worse bumps and bruises than that. Have a lovely day."

What a nice man! And what a BAD DRIVER I used to be.

The one and only time I have hit a living thing (larger than a bug) with my car.

My secret shame.
I got hit by a carpet van when i was young, around 35-40mph. Flew atleast 10-15ft through the air. Skidded another 10ft down the gravel road. Just got a bloody nose, beast mode.
 

Yessica...

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My secret which I will share through the anonymous internet is:

I spray painted "kiss my fat ass" on the road leading up to the seniors parking lot when I left

Fucking gangster shit right??? Lol
You reside in "The Pit" don't ya?
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You may be too young to get the reference.

One internet handie to the first who can

PLACE

THIS

GIFFY!!!!
 

Yessica...

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It had that really annoying guy

His real name is spades or spade or something that sounds like that
David Spade's character in PCU is fucking amazing.

He's a super racist silver-spoon fed republican.

B.D.: America's greatest president.
Rand: It's me, Rand. Open up.
B.D.: America's greatest president.
Rand: Damn it. "Who is Ronald Reagan?"
B.D.: A casual shoe for yachting
Rand: What are you trying to figure out, B.D.? Who could I be? "What is a blucher?"
B.D.: They killed Jesus Christ.
Rand: "Who are the Jews?" Open up, sucko.

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