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I posted the thread 14 hours ago..lol. She is on West Coast time. I was hoping she would have posted last night, but she spengt time reading all of the old posts to get a feel for the place. I am hoping tonight. I wont be around to see, but I am guessing tonight BEFORE my 24 hours are up..lol.
 
Can anyone gives odds on which poster here she throws Casper under the bus for? Maybe that ain't right! OK, odds on how long till Casper steps in front of the oncoming bus himself? :dunno:

Casper, stay strong buddy! You are really putting yourself out on the limb here! I'm in your corner! Don't let me down! Goog luck! :up:
 
At what point does it become evident that posting on here is going to make you look bad to a female? If it weren't for the threads that were bumped, the homelessness mentioned and the general comments about being bipolar, I would encourage it.
 
I have faith boys

we need an update on denise stevie

Well I have been pretty quiet lately for good reason.

Not sure what happened with Denise.

We met up for drinks and I thought some chemistry was there. She was decently cute and obviously I am baller. A few drinks lead to more drinks. I ended up going back to her place. There was cats. There were papers scattered everywhere in her kitchen, I didn't know what any of it met. I started to get the spins. She told me it must have been the martinis and she was feeling it a little too and to come relax on her bed and she would watch TV. I didn't know her well butt I knew I couldn't drive like that so I didn't know what else to do. I remember nothing, except a few of what seem to be still photos in my mind. I remember being tied up, and knocks on the door. Multiple knocks on the door and women laughing and something about "it's called asshole tax, Steve". I woke up alone in a hallway in my boxers with what look to be rope burns on my arms and legs, I drove home an hour in my underwear because I have no idea what happened to my clothes and I haven't been able to defecate since. She has ignored me since. Once she wrote on Facebook chat "LOL BITCH" and immediately logged off.

Wallet by my side, all contents in it.

So I don't know, but I do have some blood tests etc. scheduled within the next week, I figure play it safe.

Might be done with internet chicks.
 
Well I have been pretty quiet lately for good reason.

Not sure what happened with Denise.

We met up for drinks and I thought some chemistry was there. She was decently cute and obviously I am baller. A few drinks lead to more drinks. I ended up going back to her place. There was cats. There were papers scattered everywhere in her kitchen, I didn't know what any of it met. I started to get the spins. She told me it must have been the martinis and she was feeling it a little too and to come relax on her bed and she would watch TV. I didn't know her well butt I knew I couldn't drive like that so I didn't know what else to do. I remember nothing, except a few of what seem to be still photos in my mind. I remember being tied up, and knocks on the door. Multiple knocks on the door and women laughing and something about "it's called asshole tax, Steve". I woke up alone in a hallway in my boxers with what look to be rope burns on my arms and legs, I drove home an hour in my underwear because I have no idea what happened to my clothes and I haven't been able to defecate since. She has ignored me since. Once she wrote on Facebook chat "LOL BITCH" and immediately logged off.

Wallet by my side, all contents in it.

So I don't know, but I do have some blood tests etc. scheduled within the next week, I figure play it safe.

Might be done with internet chicks.

:lmao:

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