Random thot hits my girl on fb trying to throw a wrench in the machine

[veritas]

I must say....

And assuming this story is true lol...which it isnt...

We are looking at this the wr9ng way perhaps.

What if *thot* was actually trying to do right and become a better person? Realizing she made a mistake by sleeping with hush (obv) and wanted others to know of his shady character in a half-hearted attempt at repentance?

Fair?

[Greed]

Semi public humiliation. If you did smash your not gonna wanna publicly put her on blast but ive been seeing local humiliation on fb posted on the larger closed groups.

Roast her picture and show it to as many people without outing yourself, yet satisfying your girls fury.

[Aero]

Originally Posted by veritas

I must say....

And assuming this story is true lol...which it isnt...

We are looking at this the wr9ng way perhaps.

What if *thot* was actually trying to do right and become a better person? Realizing she made a mistake by sleeping with hush (obv) and wanted others to know of his shady character in a half-hearted attempt at repentance?

Fair?

You're starting to become largely irrelevant. It's tiresome let's up the effort or scale back.

[Inno]

@Hush

Dis way chu due mange

Fuck her again and remind her my she acting like a stupid bitch

This time skeet in her bhole for ultimate disrespect

[Witty]

Have you considered murder as an option?

[Aero]

Plot twist: girl is a dyke and is known to lick pussy the best. @Hush girl low key interested but never tried.

[Hush]

Yeah. Never was in hot water with the gf


Was gonna internet shame this chick for trying to violate but decided I should grow up lol

[PancakeBrah]

Vic.

Vic, listen to me.

What you need to do is you need to cum inside this THOT, man. Like, a purposeful pregnancy fuck. Get that shit going. It's easy if you visualize the uterus. Primal. Really get her fucking crazy gears going. Then slide in her DM's like "Hey bae, keep it chill. Just trying to extricate myself from (Vic's girlfriends name here). But you need to keep it on the low until then." She'll understand because she has two humans thinking inside of her now. You keep her at an arm's distance for two, four months. She'll blow your spot up, because she's pregnant and was pre-pregnant crazy anyways. It's cool. She gets too crazy, you set up a Babies'R'Us Wishlist. That will keep her occupied for two months from send date. No exaggeration. Meanwhile, you're just lampin' fam. Stacking easy paper, main boo none the wiser. We're at six months now. Your girl is out in the Hamptons affiliating herself with your g's wives in a villa. You call THOT. "Yo, bae, come through. I gave her the ol' heave ho. We official now." You can hear her uterus move through the phone she's so hype. She comes walking up the stairwell. You're up top, with the fade and the eyebrow fade and the J's and the drugs. Stellar. She reaches top step. Then she looks down; you're wearing off brand Jordans.

"Victor what is this you always keep it 100 with the shoe game?"

No words. Except for these words.

"I keep 'em off brand for off brand ho's."

She pauses. It dawns on her. Too late. You Leonidas kick her/Anderson Spider Silva kick her face down the stair well. Trick shot; while she was walking up Allen Knight paid a goon three bands to place a hanger on the projected landing spot. She's Matrix Cameraing down the stair well, you turn around. But then you look back and flick a dime bag towards her.

"Here's for your troubles."

Baby's gone. She's distraught. Goes home, planning to DM (Vic's girlfriend's name here). But she needs a fix before that. Smokes up, fires up twitter. Plot twist: the weed is actually rat poison. Your girl gets a DM from some random girl she vaguely remembers causing a ruckus some months back. All it says is "Hey just wanted you to know that Vic-" before it cuts out.

Girl gets back from the Hamptons. Asks how it's going.

"IDK bae, been a rough couple weeks."

"Let me make you some empanadas."

"I mean, do you."

Last scene is you smoking mad kush.

-Scene-

























So, like, what Bags said.

[Aero]

Originally Posted by PancakeBrah

Vic.

Vic, listen to me.

What you need to do is you need to cum inside this THOT, man. Like, a purposeful pregnancy fuck. Get that shit going. It's easy if you visualize the uterus. Primal. Really get her fucking crazy gears going. Then slide in her DM's like "Hey bae, keep it chill. Just trying to extricate myself from (Vic's girlfriends name here). But you need to keep it on the low until then." She'll understand because she has two humans thinking inside of her now. You keep her at an arm's distance for two, four months. She'll blow your spot up, because she's pregnant and was pre-pregnant crazy anyways. It's cool. She gets too crazy, you set up a Babies'R'Us Wishlist. That will keep her occupied for two months from send date. No exaggeration. Meanwhile, you're just lampin' fam. Stacking easy paper, main boo none the wiser. We're at six months now. Your girl is out in the Hamptons affiliating herself with your g's wives in a villa. You call THOT. "Yo, bae, come through. I gave her the ol' heave ho. We official now." You can hear her uterus move through the phone she's so hype. She comes walking up the stairwell. You're up top, with the fade and the eyebrow fade and the J's and the drugs. Stellar. She reaches top step. Then she looks down; you're wearing off brand Jordans.

"Victor what is this you always keep it 100 with the shoe game?"

No words. Except for these words.

"I keep 'em off brand for off brand ho's."

She pauses. It dawns on her. Too late. You Leonidas kick her/Anderson Spider Silva kick her face down the stair well. Trick shot; while she was walking up Allen Knight paid a goon three bands to place a hanger on the projected landing spot. She's Matrix Cameraing down the stair well, you turn around. But then you look back and flick a dime bag towards her.

"Here's for your troubles."

Baby's gone. She's distraught. Goes home, planning to DM (Vic's girlfriend's name here). But she needs a fix before that. Smokes up, fires up twitter. Plot twist: the weed is actually rat poison. Your girl gets a DM from some random girl she vaguely remembers causing a ruckus some months back. All it says is "Hey just wanted you to know that Vic-" before it cuts out.

Girl gets back from the Hamptons. Asks how it's going.

"IDK bae, been a rough couple weeks."

"Let me make you some empanadas."

"I mean, do you."

Last scene is you smoking mad kush.

-Scene-

























So, like, what Bags said.

Didn't read fam and I usually read your rants but forum decor is to never post paragraphs past page 5 on a topic. You still have your keen observational humor that you're able to deliver w pin point accuracy but shape up.

[Aero]

We're only on page 3 ok my fault

[Hush]

Originally Posted by PancakeBrah

Vic.

Vic, listen to me.

What you need to do is you need to cum inside this THOT, man. Like, a purposeful pregnancy fuck. Get that shit going. It's easy if you visualize the uterus. Primal. Really get her fucking crazy gears going. Then slide in her DM's like "Hey bae, keep it chill. Just trying to extricate myself from (Vic's girlfriends name here). But you need to keep it on the low until then." She'll understand because she has two humans thinking inside of her now. You keep her at an arm's distance for two, four months. She'll blow your spot up, because she's pregnant and was pre-pregnant crazy anyways. It's cool. She gets too crazy, you set up a Babies'R'Us Wishlist. That will keep her occupied for two months from send date. No exaggeration. Meanwhile, you're just lampin' fam. Stacking easy paper, main boo none the wiser. We're at six months now. Your girl is out in the Hamptons affiliating herself with your g's wives in a villa. You call THOT. "Yo, bae, come through. I gave her the ol' heave ho. We official now." You can hear her uterus move through the phone she's so hype. She comes walking up the stairwell. You're up top, with the fade and the eyebrow fade and the J's and the drugs. Stellar. She reaches top step. Then she looks down; you're wearing off brand Jordans.

"Victor what is this you always keep it 100 with the shoe game?"

No words. Except for these words.

"I keep 'em off brand for off brand ho's."

She pauses. It dawns on her. Too late. You Leonidas kick her/Anderson Spider Silva kick her face down the stair well. Trick shot; while she was walking up Allen Knight paid a goon three bands to place a hanger on the projected landing spot. She's Matrix Cameraing down the stair well, you turn around. But then you look back and flick a dime bag towards her.

"Here's for your troubles."

Baby's gone. She's distraught. Goes home, planning to DM (Vic's girlfriend's name here). But she needs a fix before that. Smokes up, fires up twitter. Plot twist: the weed is actually rat poison. Your girl gets a DM from some random girl she vaguely remembers causing a ruckus some months back. All it says is "Hey just wanted you to know that Vic-" before it cuts out.

Girl gets back from the Hamptons. Asks how it's going.

"IDK bae, been a rough couple weeks."

"Let me make you some empanadas."

"I mean, do you."

Last scene is you smoking mad kush.

-Scene-

























So, like, what Bags said.

Top tier shit bruh

[Cred]

Goneee @ flicks dime bag of weed for ur troubles. Lmaoo

[~RustyGunZ~]

post of the week dan

repped

[Ghost1]

Originally Posted by PancakeBrah

Vic.

Vic, listen to me.

What you need to do is you need to cum inside this THOT, man. Like, a purposeful pregnancy fuck. Get that shit going. It's easy if you visualize the uterus. Primal. Really get her fucking crazy gears going. Then slide in her DM's like "Hey bae, keep it chill. Just trying to extricate myself from (Vic's girlfriends name here). But you need to keep it on the low until then." She'll understand because she has two humans thinking inside of her now. You keep her at an arm's distance for two, four months. She'll blow your spot up, because she's pregnant and was pre-pregnant crazy anyways. It's cool. She gets too crazy, you set up a Babies'R'Us Wishlist. That will keep her occupied for two months from send date. No exaggeration. Meanwhile, you're just lampin' fam. Stacking easy paper, main boo none the wiser. We're at six months now. Your girl is out in the Hamptons affiliating herself with your g's wives in a villa. You call THOT. "Yo, bae, come through. I gave her the ol' heave ho. We official now." You can hear her uterus move through the phone she's so hype. She comes walking up the stairwell. You're up top, with the fade and the eyebrow fade and the J's and the drugs. Stellar. She reaches top step. Then she looks down; you're wearing off brand Jordans.

"Victor what is this you always keep it 100 with the shoe game?"

No words. Except for these words.

"I keep 'em off brand for off brand ho's."

She pauses. It dawns on her. Too late. You Leonidas kick her/Anderson Spider Silva kick her face down the stair well. Trick shot; while she was walking up Allen Knight paid a goon three bands to place a hanger on the projected landing spot. She's Matrix Cameraing down the stair well, you turn around. But then you look back and flick a dime bag towards her.

"Here's for your troubles."

Baby's gone. She's distraught. Goes home, planning to DM (Vic's girlfriend's name here). But she needs a fix before that. Smokes up, fires up twitter. Plot twist: the weed is actually rat poison. Your girl gets a DM from some random girl she vaguely remembers causing a ruckus some months back. All it says is "Hey just wanted you to know that Vic-" before it cuts out.

Girl gets back from the Hamptons. Asks how it's going.

"IDK bae, been a rough couple weeks."

"Let me make you some empanadas."

"I mean, do you."

Last scene is you smoking mad kush.

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So, like, what Bags said.

Fucking anihilated

[Chill Phil]

Originally Posted by Hush

How do we punish her ?

This is a chess match. Having little outward reaction when your girl brings it up makes you appear more innocent. Like shaking your head no and laughing, "that's ridiculous!" People who are guilty don't laugh.

Since I don't know what kind of revenge you'd want, I don't know what I should suggest.

Do you want her to hurt physically? Or do you want to make her uncomfortable mentally??

having pictures of her boobs or genitals could help you stir some shit up for her later on down the road.

[Amen]

Some of you need to really log off and socialize with real humans, preferably of the opposite sex. This nigga pancake watches wayyyy to many movies and thinks some of you are his real life/invite to my wedding type of "friends" (If the faggot ever has one and finds a dude to put up with his ultimate faggotness)...

Hush - do nothing. If you like I said and you should know better, NY bitches want good dick and money. If you got both you have nothing to worry about. As far as the hoe - keep fucking her up mentally. Act like it doesn't phase you. Don't listen to these virgin idiots. lol @ CUM INSIDE HER. You morons are sad and have no fucking clue. PR sperm is superduper strong. a fall down a flight of stairs will only increase the chances of a premature baby. It will survive and then he's fucked with 25 years of child support. He sells drugs and most likely doesn't have a job on the books, so child support can't go off of an income based off employment and will investigate this nigga. He will get caught selling drugs and get arrested. Probably serve a few days in rikers until bail but then have to go through a hideous 12 month long battle with the judicial system which will affect his income and life in which end result will most likely ruin his relationship.

Grow up, faggots.

Just sit back and let her spazz, bro. If she has no proof then you're good. Bitch love visuals. They get hyped of hear say but just to try an intimidate you to "Come clean", as long as she has no visual evidence, you have nothing to worry about. It will then drive the hoe insane knowing you are getting away with this shit and she will either - move on or become a drug addict which may potentially end up killing her down the road since all these bitches resort to pills then heroin to "numb" them from stress and anxiety.

you good. keep doing you.

[PancakeBrah]

Originally Posted by bonKerz

PR sperm is super duper stong.

[Amen]

Caught me on a typo. Good job.

Obviously meant strong. But you are to smart to pick up on the errors.

[Civil Rawr xD]

Well there you have it folks

Case closed problem solved


nkw mods close this

[PancakeBrah]

Originally Posted by bonKerz

Caught me on a typo. Good job.

Obviously meant strong. But you are to smart to pick up on the errors.

Nah you didn't make a typo. I'm on the phone and deleted too far and just retyped what you wrote. So I made a typo lmao!

I was just quoting your ridiculousness.