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Actually yes.Nude for $30?
I worked for a month, because I was going to go to university.
Actually yes.Nude for $30?
"Where ya goin luv?" This you?Was a cab driver before I got married. That was weird about 75-80 percent of the time. Got some interesting offers when it came to paying for fares.
She gave out ? Is that a sex thing ?- mates friend had a brother who was big in computers
- I'd write letters to pass on
- Father intercepted them, cut them up and sent them back to my mates parents
- Then started ring my house and deep breathing
- Figured out it was him so when he called again I said his name and he hung up
-Wife rang back and gave out to me
It's as crazy as it sounds, made no sense but some people are sick in the head.
The end.
What can I get from you for $20.....where are these paintings?Actually yes.
I worked for a month, because I was going to go to university.
If you're not fucking something at a retail job, you're doing something wrong.i fucked my boss when i was working in a grocery store (7 years).
Weird for them I bet.i fucked my boss when i was working in a grocery store (7 years).
She gave out ? Is that a sex thing ?
well she was the one flirting with me and she asked me on a date... i was not expecting the happy ending... lolWeird for them I bet.
She gave out ? Is that a sex thing ?
Jesus man! He sounds like a right mess headAh I'm not heated up
Was my mates friends father.
Babies arses he sent my mates parents with my handwriting, I'll never know.
It didn't phase me but did his parents (mate), I should have gone to the police. Who collects pictures of baby arses?
Him apparently, hahaha.
Still after the phonecall from the wife, never got one again. Letters stopped.
If I ever see him ... was in my teens, in my 40's now. He's probably dead.
Told the brother the letters were intended for (had him on Yahoo! chat). He didn't believe me and blocked me.
i fucked my boss when i was working in a grocery store (7 years).
My first corporate Christmas party I had an old lady grab my butt.I was changing the compressor in a reach in beer cooler. It was one of those 6 pack shops you can sit and drink in. A old lady bent down over me and stuck her tongue in my ear.
So did Ii fucked my boss when i was working in a grocery store (7 years).
Risky maneuver. But it worked out.So did I
...
He's my husband now
Weird huh?
Was it the woman's penis?My first corporate Christmas party I had an old lady grab my butt.
My very first work email was a picture of a penis sent from a woman that I sat next to.
It wasn’t hers. It was a picture of a penis on a platter saying that is what happens when you mess with her. She will cut off your penis.Was it the woman's penis?
Happy endingSo did I
...
He's my husband now
Weird huh?
I went to an art gallery, rather they were paintings.What can I get from you for $20.....where are these paintings?
Any retail job ever - the weirdest people and shit happens working retail or events management. I chased drugged out thieves stealing $5K software to helping an old lady pull out $6,500 cash out back in the staff zone so she can pay for her PC e.g. cash in her top, bra, socks, stroller and everywhere else she had wads of cash hidden.
Most retail jobs have something wild going on with the customers. It's the regular weirdos that come in that make the job "interesting".
I worked overnights at a gas station during college. Weekends were always a treat. I would get phone numbers from drunk girls but never really bothered to hit them up because they would probably have forgotten even giving it to me. There were a few girls that came in regularly and would give me their number. Those ones I absolutely hooked up with. I even closed the store one time to go hook up in the back. I blame my boss as he told me stories of the guy who had the job before me and retold them and called the guy a legend when he closed the store to hook up in back.Most retail jobs have something wild going on with the customers. It's the regular weirdos that come in that make the job "interesting".
That gas station job got me laid more than any other I've had.
Maybe not that weird I guess. I was going to community college and I needed an art credit which had nothing to do with my major. It was stupid. I'm not a great artist, but I gave it my best. We were required to draw a picture of a nude woman. This woman comes in maybe in her 30's and she disrobes in front of everyone. We spent a few days drawing this nude woman. I felt like Leonardo Dicaprio in Titanic
squirt is pee, so she did.When I went to Sicily, fingered my Sicilian girlfriend in her cousin's (kickboxer) car while he went into his house to collect something.
She was a heavy squirt-er, I'd say he thought she pissed herself. Seat was soaking. Fun times!
Lucky I didn't get killed over there.
squirt is pee, so she did.
Nope .. still not getting it. I tried!Read it again, my mate had a friend who's brother was big in the computer scene.
The dudes brothers brother was in my mates class and I'd write letters to pass on.
Their fathter intercepted them all. The father was harassing me and my family with phonecalls. The brother the letters were intended for never got them. He'd cut them up and send them to my mates family with baby asses all over them. I cannot explain why. Father was on the schoolboard.
Was just malicious, I never got an answer. Think he tried to break up my friendship with my mate and his parents. Was mental. He was vicious. Funny thing is the other brother sent some games once, father delivered them, how he got my phonenumber is he knew my address.
There was this middle-aged lady who suffered from a bad disease and went a bit crazy due to constant pain.
She used to send me SMS from time to time, telling me how she felt, and sometimes she would drop a hint or two about having suicidal ideas.
This one time she sent me a SMS saying she had had anal bleeding. Then came two MMS with photos of her toilet full of blood.
Another time she wrote me a quite lengthy message about having some warts on her hands, and using the bottom of a moka pot hot off the stove to burn them.
it's ok to like pee, bro.Stick to your porn, it doesn't smell, tastes and looks a different colour.
Hope you find a squirter some day to know. They're amazing.
- mates friend had a brother who was big in computers
- I'd write letters to pass on
- Father intercepted them, cut them up and sent them back to my mates parents
- Then started ring my house and deep breathing
- Figured out it was him so when he called again I said his name and he hung up
-Wife rang back and gave out to me
It's as crazy as it sounds, made no sense but some people are sick in the head.
The end.
Just curious, how much did you get paid doing this? It was a per hour rate? Or a flat rate per event? The more money he profited, the more he'd give you? Were all sports equal in degenerates? Or some sports had more drunk losers than others?Couple here -
- Bootleg bookies cashier - as a teenager I had a mate whose dad used to run the illegal betting on big events at the local sports club and I'd cashier for him, recording the bets/slips and handling the cash/customers as well as updating the notice/odds board. What was weird about it was seeing into the adult societal pecking order to the extent of rivals, gambling addicts and drunks. Kids, families, allies and rivals on the tennis courts now sharing a bet, across various sports and events of the year too. That dad never lost shit, every single year some dads would try to group bet and hurt him big time as he was rolling way in front house wins wise. They'd had enough of the better part of a decade losing their money to him directly. Weird taking bets from 10 year olds and then their mum dressed to the social nines with the follow up dad well past tipsy with his tennis weekly buddies too.
You know it's been proven that it is just piss.... so she did piss herselfWhen I went to Sicily, fingered my Sicilian girlfriend in her cousin's (kickboxer) car while he went into his house to collect something.
She was a heavy squirt-er, I'd say he thought she pissed herself. Seat was soaking. Fun times!
Lucky I didn't get killed over there.
Just curious, how much did you get paid doing this? It was a per hour rate? Or a flat rate per event? The more money he profited, the more he'd give you? Were all sports equal in degenerates? Or some sports had more drunk losers than others?
This guy worked for the mob.He'd give me $200 in cash for the day (in the 90s), didn't matter when I was 12 or 15 or how well he did winnings wise. Dude was pulling in thousands if not tens of thousands after a 2-day working weekend at the club. He was really paying me to not disclose winning every single year he'd bookie'd nor any dollar amounts etc. Literally gave me clear instructions on that but he was super happy I worked hard, could do the math in my head for what was needed and kept things on the down low. Being in Melbourne Australia it was mostly horse racing and dads laying some bets while they BBQ, pretend to play tennis, sometimes check on the kids and generally sink piss for a bender of a day. Some days the betting would move onto dog races or footy instead of the horses etc.
Our club was more like a tri-club. Clubhouses for tennis, cricket and footy. Whenever birthdays or events like the Melbourne Cup or Australian Tennis Open etc were on it was a weekend at our tennis club with BBQ, licensed bar, illegal bookie and families galore. Anyone came and went from each club, kids play on each, bets extended to kids games sometimes etc. Shit you'd never see going on today. Drinking, smoking, parties, 21st, 18ths, 50ths blah blah. It was an awesome little summer style job for me, and the events were really fun, probably not as seedy as I've made them appear.
It's extremely common in Australia for kids and parents alike to make betting pools and have kids throw a dollar in or draw a number from the hat etc. In footy for example they each pick a player for first goal kicked or the winning margin etc.
This guy worked for the mob.