You have got to be freakin kidding me. You call this pretty light? You are seriously delusional. This is bad Craig. That's pretty low, to sleep with her just to get a video of you "phucking" The 4 slashed tires, would be the least of what u should of gotten. And If u think i have some high and mighty bitch perspective, IT'S NOT THAT, it's called morals and treating people with respect....
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Originally posted by UF_PikePC98
There are many things I've said in the past that are wrong, seriously wrong.
I'll spare you ladies the bad side of me and give you something pretty light......
Febuary 14th 2002.....I was already worn out mood from an exam
At her apartment:
I walk in: Happy Valentines Day, Marissa.....this is for you....
Her: Why thank you baby! I miss you when you're away.
Me: Huh? Well, I had to go to class...and so did you......
Her: I know, but I don't like it when I'm not around you....I feel like somethings missing. **kiss**kiss**
Me: Damn! What the hell are you going during spring break?
Her: Be thinking of you.....What will you be doing?
Me: Trying to get on MTV and hoping none of your friends see me with another girl.
Her: What?? WTF?
Me: I'm just joking baby......
Her: NO YOUR NOT!
Me: B!tch, don't phucking yell at me.
Her: Stop calling me a B!tch.
Me: ( I'm walking to the kitchen ) I'm not in the mood to hear your $hit.
Her: Are you cheating on me?
Me: Marissa, you're being a phucking bitch right now.
Her: Did you hook up with Jenn? And look at me when I'm talking to you Craig.
Me: No, I didn't hook up with Jenn.......she just slept at my apartment last week.
Her: YOU PHUCKING PIECE OF $HIT! YOU SLEPT WITH MY PLEDGE SISTER?
Me: LOOK YOU DUMB B!TCH, if you'd shut your PHUCKING MOUTH for one moment......You'dddddd
Her: ***SMACK***
ME: ***shocked and dazed*** You know, I never liked you in the first place. I put up with your $hit because all my boys think you look exactly like Jenna Jameson. I decided to put up with your $hit in exchange for a video tape of us phucking so that I can show it to all them. I don't know if you are in love or just that much of a slut, but you gave me what I wanted......
Her: **SMACK**SMACK**GET THE PHUCK OUT!
ME: Can I have my chocolates back?
HER: **BAMB** ( She hit me in the head with them )
The next morning I left for school.....all 4 of my tires were slashed
I had to take the bus...
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