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Posted on 11th February 2012 by Derp McHerpen with tags: advertising, SO WRONG/b/tard is a sick genius
Posted on 29th January 2012 by Derp McHerpen with tags: /b/, dating, SO WRONG>date a girl
>put nicotine patches on her when she sleeps
>take them off before she wakes up
>if she ever breaks up with me she will experience withdrawal from not having the patches
>she will think that she is missing me because she loves me so much
So this one time, at bible camp…
Posted on 29th January 2012 by Derp McHerpen with tags: /b/, dating, sex, SO WRONG, tl;dr>be 15
>In bible camp
>Girl in wheelchair, who is actually fucking hot as fuck, is sitting in her chair next to the sports field
>I go up to her and ask if she’s ok
>She says yeah, but obviously she’s a bit bored to not being able to play
>I get a tennis ball and we throw it back and forth
>Later on she texts me from her lodge (girls and boys in separate areas) asking if I wanna meet at sunset
>Meet the chick, she’s folded her chair and is sitting on a blanket so she doesn’t seem broken
>2 hours later we’re kissing, I tear her clothes off, undress and fuck her
>It’s really hard to control her legs while I’m on my knees thrusting, as they are flopping about in my one free hand
>Camp leaders come close, I say “Fuck, run” and run away
>I later realize she was disabled and she was lying there naked when the bible leaders came around
Oh so that’s how girls get back at eachother these days
Posted on 31st December 2011 by Derp McHerpen with tags: rape, sex, SO WRONG, tl;dr, trolling, What the FUCKBullshit detector is peaking. But, you know… This isn’t exactly the NY Times.
Femanon here. My best friend in high school (and for years before) was prettier than I was. Her boyfriend in freshman year was a guy I liked, but he didn’t like me that way. She was pretty conservative and didn’t put out, but I managed to convince him that what wanted to be raped, that it was her secret fantasy.
He did it. Afterwards she cried on my shoulder and I convinced her not to go to the cops cause I was scared it’d come out that I told him to. She broke up with him and I told the guy she liked it but that if he wanted it again he’d have to rape her again. He did.
I convinced the same thing of the next guy she was flirting with, and a couple of guys who just wanted her. A few of them raped her too. It wasn’t ever violent or brutal because she was really petite, they just had to get her alone and be stronger then her. Some of them talked too, and it got to be a rumor, which I confirmed whenever I heard.
I think she was raped like thirty times over the course of high school, once by a teacher. I remember her sobbing “why does this keep happening to me?” I always comforted her but kept pointing out that nobody would believe her if she went to the cops, people already thought she was just an attention whore.
