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Post by jwvolley on Aug 13, 2024 10:22:08 GMT -5
taylor still has a gf tho came here to say this. glad you already did lmaooo. September 2015, I'm living in Madrid and visiting a friend from the north of Spain who's living in Barcelona at the time. Birthday weekend for me. I'm staying in one of his roommate's rooms. On the third night, she returns from her short trip to Paris. So I sleep on the couch for that last night. The friend in question, after a night of lots of calimocho (coke+red wine), ends up getting on the couch cuddled up with me....oop, he was in the middle of a 3 year relationship with a girl. The girlfriend then literally comes over the next day and literally brings me a birthday cake.... oooooff.....we're both feeling so guilty, I can barely look her in the eye. But like, not my job to tell her. Anyways, he decides to tell her the next week and they try to leave it at that and move on from it....except he can't. Because he likes me and I like him. He had never been with a guy before and now he's realizing things about himself he didn't know, or perhaps hadn't given himself the opportunity to know. Long story short he breaks up with her and starts dating me lol. 100% true story. So you never know lmaoo |
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Post by c4ndlelight on Aug 13, 2024 10:25:38 GMT -5
came here to say this. glad you already did lmaooo. September 2015, I'm living in Madrid and visiting a friend from the north of Spain who's living in Barcelona at the time. Birthday weekend for me. I'm staying in one of his roommate's rooms. On the third night, she returns from her short trip to Paris. So I sleep on the couch for that last night. The friend in question, after a night of lots of calimocho (coke+red wine), ends up getting on the couch cuddled up with me....oop, he was in the middle of a 3 year relationship with a girl. The girlfriend then literally comes over the next day and literally brings me a birthday cake.... oooooff.....we're both feeling so guilty, I can barely look her in the eye. But like, not my job to tell her. Anyways, he decides to tell her the next week and they try to leave it at that and move on from it....except he can't. Because he likes me and I like him. He had never been with a guy before and now he's realizing things about himself he didn't know, or perhaps hadn't given himself the opportunity to know. Long story short he breaks up with her and starts dating me lol. 100% true story. So you never know lmaoo  |
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Post by WahineFan44 on Aug 13, 2024 10:53:09 GMT -5
came here to say this. glad you already did lmaooo. September 2015, I'm living in Madrid and visiting a friend from the north of Spain who's living in Barcelona at the time. Birthday weekend for me. I'm staying in one of his roommate's rooms. On the third night, she returns from her short trip to Paris. So I sleep on the couch for that last night. The friend in question, after a night of lots of calimocho (coke+red wine), ends up getting on the couch cuddled up with me....oop, he was in the middle of a 3 year relationship with a girl. The girlfriend then literally comes over the next day and literally brings me a birthday cake.... oooooff.....we're both feeling so guilty, I can barely look her in the eye. But like, not my job to tell her. Anyways, he decides to tell her the next week and they try to leave it at that and move on from it....except he can't. Because he likes me and I like him. He had never been with a guy before and now he's realizing things about himself he didn't know, or perhaps hadn't given himself the opportunity to know. Long story short he breaks up with her and starts dating me lol. 100% true story. So you never know lmaoo This sounds like fan fiction someone wrote in 6th grade I live |
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Post by midnightblue on Aug 13, 2024 11:26:21 GMT -5
came here to say this. glad you already did lmaooo. September 2015, I'm living in Madrid and visiting a friend from the north of Spain who's living in Barcelona at the time. Birthday weekend for me. I'm staying in one of his roommate's rooms. On the third night, she returns from her short trip to Paris. So I sleep on the couch for that last night. The friend in question, after a night of lots of calimocho (coke+red wine), ends up getting on the couch cuddled up with me....oop, he was in the middle of a 3 year relationship with a girl. The girlfriend then literally comes over the next day and literally brings me a birthday cake.... oooooff.....we're both feeling so guilty, I can barely look her in the eye. But like, not my job to tell her. Anyways, he decides to tell her the next week and they try to leave it at that and move on from it....except he can't. Because he likes me and I like him. He had never been with a guy before and now he's realizing things about himself he didn't know, or perhaps hadn't given himself the opportunity to know. Long story short he breaks up with her and starts dating me lol. 100% true story. So you never know lmaoo omg this reminds of when we moved to LA. My father gets a job at the Palm Restaurant. My Uncle Junior works there who was a Jehovah's Witness, believe it or not. He went from Catholic to Jehovah. So basically, my grandmother wanted us all to switch from Catholic to Jehovah, you know? Meanwhile, we're from Harlem; my father's doing coke, you know; my mother thinks she's Ann Margaret; she's teasing her hair with a bottle of vodka, you know; so dysfunctional, cross-addicted family, still cooking pasta on Sundays… Um, and uh, and the meatballs, they- they wind up being burnt, you know? It just got so dysfunctional. It got pretty bad. |
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Post by blue10 on Aug 13, 2024 11:38:41 GMT -5
September 2015, I'm living in Madrid and visiting a friend from the north of Spain who's living in Barcelona at the time. Birthday weekend for me. I'm staying in one of his roommate's rooms. On the third night, she returns from her short trip to Paris. So I sleep on the couch for that last night. The friend in question, after a night of lots of calimocho (coke+red wine), ends up getting on the couch cuddled up with me....oop, he was in the middle of a 3 year relationship with a girl. The girlfriend then literally comes over the next day and literally brings me a birthday cake.... oooooff.....we're both feeling so guilty, I can barely look her in the eye. But like, not my job to tell her. Anyways, he decides to tell her the next week and they try to leave it at that and move on from it....except he can't. Because he likes me and I like him. He had never been with a guy before and now he's realizing things about himself he didn't know, or perhaps hadn't given himself the opportunity to know. Long story short he breaks up with her and starts dating me lol. 100% true story. So you never know lmaoo omg this reminds of when I we moved to LA. My father gets a job at the Palm Restaurant. My Uncle Junior works there who was a Jehovah's Witness, believe it or not. He went from Catholic to Jehovah. So basically, my grandmother wanted us all to switch from Catholic to Jehovah, you know? Meanwhile, we're from Harlem; my father's doing coke, you know; my mother thinks she's Ann Margaret; she's teasing her hair with a bottle of vodka, you know; so dysfunctional, cross-addicted family, still cooking pasta on Sundays… Um, and uh, and the meatballs, they- they wind up being burnt, you know? It just got so dysfunctional. It got pretty bad. LOL |
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Post by Reach on Aug 13, 2024 12:27:13 GMT -5
Unhinged
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Post by northwoods on Aug 13, 2024 13:08:08 GMT -5
Do you have tea what happened? I’m sure it was ugly ( like Frantti) I don’t. When she was asked to move from the A team court to the NORCECA court to train, she allegedly tanked the training because she didn’t want to go to NORCECA’s but didn’t want to say that…. Pissed off everyone trying to make that team, and made her persona non-grata with the staff. |
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Post by midnightblue on Aug 13, 2024 15:22:31 GMT -5
When she was asked to move from the A team court to the NORCECA court to train, she allegedly tanked the training because she didn’t want to go to NORCECA’s but didn’t want to say that…. Pissed off everyone trying to make that team, and made her persona non-grata with the staff. oop. |
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Post by hookem24 on Aug 13, 2024 15:25:11 GMT -5
regardless… the rumors of the bi men on the MNT stay afloat
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Post by avid 2.0 on Aug 13, 2024 15:29:23 GMT -5
When she was asked to move from the A team court to the NORCECA court to train, she allegedly tanked the training because she didn’t want to go to NORCECA’s but didn’t want to say that…. Pissed off everyone trying to make that team, and made her persona non-grata with the staff. thats mess. |
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Post by bruinsgold on Aug 13, 2024 16:14:43 GMT -5
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Post by Disc808 on Aug 13, 2024 16:37:17 GMT -5
When she was asked to move from the A team court to the NORCECA court to train, she allegedly tanked the training because she didn’t want to go to NORCECA’s but didn’t want to say that…. Pissed off everyone trying to make that team, and made her persona non-grata with the staff. Well that’s one way to burn a bridge… |
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Post by Reach on Aug 13, 2024 18:46:51 GMT -5
When she was asked to move from the A team court to the NORCECA court to train, she allegedly tanked the training because she didn’t want to go to NORCECA’s but didn’t want to say that…. Pissed off everyone trying to make that team, and made her persona non-grata with the staff. Well that’s one way to burn a bridge… Sounds a bit Franttic |
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Post by midnightblue on Aug 13, 2024 18:52:48 GMT -5
Well that’s one way to burn a bridge… Sounds a bit Franttic i think this was referring to Bajema unless i misunderstood. |
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Post by maigrey on Aug 13, 2024 19:03:40 GMT -5
Well that’s one way to burn a bridge… Sounds a bit Franttic Except it was Bajema 😂 |
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