A Nascar driver is now scared of me. He and I share the same birthday so I decided to point that out and dilate my pupils and tilt my head to the side as my voice got higher. He cleared his throat, shifted in his seat, and looked around. Did not say one word to me until I was 3 people down from him. Then he pointed out that he shares it with 5 other people he knows. Then he avoided me at all costs for the rest of the event. It was amazing.
Later on, a Myspace story…
Someone I refer to as Mr. Satan added me to his Myspace. We conversed a bit through txt and phone. One day he has a bad day and txts me. I jokingly offer to help hide the bodies. Yeah. He stopped talking to me and deleted me off Myspace. What a punk. He’s a self proclaimed Satanist. Not to mention he got mad when I used racial slurs.
And now a Stickam story…
On a Monday night, I was bored and was surfing Stickam. I ran across the Gareth and Greg show. It was fun…The first night. Apparently when I joke around to a pickup artist, I am being feisty. Pisses me off. He called me out on open chat and its like “Wow. I ask for advice on something and you ask for nudes.” I haven’t been back. But this is the guy:
(Gareth)(And I think Greg was cuter.)
Anyways. Neither of them want to hit on me anymore. HAHA
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