A strange man.
Today in the toilet at uni, I was minding my business, pissing in one of the urinals.
Some stout fellow walks up to the urinal beside me, commences to urinate, and then just turns and looks at me. He just looks at me for about 7 seconds.
I was scared. I thought this man was going to try to rape me without even giving me a reach around.
I had to get up out of that place.
Man... I can still feel his eyes on my body...
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I dunno. I probably should have kneecapped him.
is that so weird?
he was lonely, and wanted a friend
you have pretty lips, boy
I think he was an alien and he thought you knew he was an alien so he started to stare at you until he was sure you didn't know he was an alien
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Ron stared for a moment, and when the guy looked up, he just spread 'em further, whistled a bit louder, and smiled.
I have no pity for you, dude.
My step-dad walked out of the mall and on the way out told the security desk there was a mess in the men's bathroom.
You made me spit milk all over my keyboard
So, does Ron think OZ is a realistic portrayal of the prison life?
You made me spill milk in my ashtray
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Good laughs.
The last time I had an ATM encounter was when some guy was marking me up to steal my wallet. Either that or I was being horribly paranoid and he was actually being friendly.
I pay for nearly everything with my debit card.
you can't trust trannies
"If you're going to play tiddly winks, play it with man hole covers."
- John McCallum
"If you're going to play tiddly winks, play it with man hole covers."
- John McCallum
No, it would make me angry and I would kick him in the nads.
Painful story man. I don't like to talk about it.
But then I might fall off my ladder.
I don't see a problem with that senario.
Not even your own?
But I don't.
So just picture it and laugh.
I park and go in and look around.
I suddenly realize why I pass by this place a lot and subsequently leave.
When I get back to my car, there is a car parked next to it. The driver's side door is open and an old man is standing behind the door, directed towards the front of the car, staring blankly.
Then I hear the sound of liquid hitting pavement and look below the open door.
The next thing I remember, I'm driving. Fast.
"Milk"
In this particular situation, if violence isn't the answer, you're asking the wrong question.
Plus, violence on the incredibly drunk is the best kind, because they're not usually able to put up much of a fight.