Karma
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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Gay Karma
I had to share a top floor with a drug fucked chav who'd moved in after I did for a few years, we shared a kitchen and he made my life hell, particularly because he would regularly have loud parties and get drugged up senseless, eat all the food in the kitchen including mine, and then bang my door down the next day asking where it had all gone! Also because it didn't take him long to figure out I have a penchant for mutual manlove, so much merriment was made of that amongst him and all his druggy friends.
One of these 'friends' was his dealer, bit of a flash sort, lots of gold jewellery, very young girlfriend who never spoke and seemed to be purely eye candy, and he had a Liverpudlian perm and a permanent tan and talked often about working out. He regularly took this chap out in his flash car for a night of fun in the pubs and clubs, all expenses paid, free beer and drugs and a ride home, what a great mate, eh?
Well, one night I was home when they got back but was reading quietly to one small lamp and so wasn't obviously around, the music started and obviously the night was continuing next door, but I just turned on some of mine and carried on reading, until some of the sounds next door triggered something in my mind and I found myself walking over and putting my ear the wall to be sure of what I was hearing.
His mate was fucking him!
I'll spare you the gory details, but this it seems was a regular thing, and was apparently enabled by the deft use of alcohol and GHB, yes basically date rape by his acutely closet mate, and my extremely objectional and homophobic flatmate was being regularly butt fucked by his equally homophobic dealer, and all he knew about it the next day was drugs somehow make your arse sore.
From then on whenever I was called names and threatened by him and his cronies all I could do was smile and wonder how many of them had been taken for a nice night out and a trip home with their best mate and dealer.
BTW, I don't have to worry about him reading this and figuring it out, now, he took himself out of the gene pool a few years later long after I moved away by building a fire in the middle of his room to keep warm, presumably due to his habit of never wasting any of his dole/drug money on the joint 50p driven leccy meter, and died from the resultant carbon monoxide poisoning.
Karma, or just the inevitable rewards of stupidity when coupled with arrogant ignorance, you decide.
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 16:35, 6 replies)
I had to share a top floor with a drug fucked chav who'd moved in after I did for a few years, we shared a kitchen and he made my life hell, particularly because he would regularly have loud parties and get drugged up senseless, eat all the food in the kitchen including mine, and then bang my door down the next day asking where it had all gone! Also because it didn't take him long to figure out I have a penchant for mutual manlove, so much merriment was made of that amongst him and all his druggy friends.
One of these 'friends' was his dealer, bit of a flash sort, lots of gold jewellery, very young girlfriend who never spoke and seemed to be purely eye candy, and he had a Liverpudlian perm and a permanent tan and talked often about working out. He regularly took this chap out in his flash car for a night of fun in the pubs and clubs, all expenses paid, free beer and drugs and a ride home, what a great mate, eh?
Well, one night I was home when they got back but was reading quietly to one small lamp and so wasn't obviously around, the music started and obviously the night was continuing next door, but I just turned on some of mine and carried on reading, until some of the sounds next door triggered something in my mind and I found myself walking over and putting my ear the wall to be sure of what I was hearing.
His mate was fucking him!
I'll spare you the gory details, but this it seems was a regular thing, and was apparently enabled by the deft use of alcohol and GHB, yes basically date rape by his acutely closet mate, and my extremely objectional and homophobic flatmate was being regularly butt fucked by his equally homophobic dealer, and all he knew about it the next day was drugs somehow make your arse sore.
From then on whenever I was called names and threatened by him and his cronies all I could do was smile and wonder how many of them had been taken for a nice night out and a trip home with their best mate and dealer.
BTW, I don't have to worry about him reading this and figuring it out, now, he took himself out of the gene pool a few years later long after I moved away by building a fire in the middle of his room to keep warm, presumably due to his habit of never wasting any of his dole/drug money on the joint 50p driven leccy meter, and died from the resultant carbon monoxide poisoning.
Karma, or just the inevitable rewards of stupidity when coupled with arrogant ignorance, you decide.
( , Mon 25 Feb 2008, 16:35, 6 replies)
um..
rape's a bad thing even when it happens to unpleasant people dude.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 0:30, closed)
rape's a bad thing even when it happens to unpleasant people dude.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 0:30, closed)
Apeloverage, yup, but it's a hell of a lot better than it happening to you !
I'd had that twat's hands round my throat on more than one occasion yet on at least 3 I saved the waste of oxygen's life when he'd OD-ed, but if I'd told him (or anyone) what I knew, likely either he or his dealer would have sought to keep that secret by silencing me.
Hmmmm, I'll take option B, fucked up things happening to fucked up people while I get the hell away from them, cheers all the same!
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 12:18, closed)
I'd had that twat's hands round my throat on more than one occasion yet on at least 3 I saved the waste of oxygen's life when he'd OD-ed, but if I'd told him (or anyone) what I knew, likely either he or his dealer would have sought to keep that secret by silencing me.
Hmmmm, I'll take option B, fucked up things happening to fucked up people while I get the hell away from them, cheers all the same!
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 12:18, closed)
hmm
you know someone is being repeatedly raped, but do nothing? And then smile?
I wonder what the karma payback on that is?
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 12:51, closed)
you know someone is being repeatedly raped, but do nothing? And then smile?
I wonder what the karma payback on that is?
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 12:51, closed)
missed opportunity
Shame is you missed the chance upon moving out to tell him that he gets bum-raped by his mate. Would have been worth the risk knowing you were leaving that minute so to speak. Then they could have probably removed one another from the gene pool in a battle royale style fight to the death!
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 17:42, closed)
Shame is you missed the chance upon moving out to tell him that he gets bum-raped by his mate. Would have been worth the risk knowing you were leaving that minute so to speak. Then they could have probably removed one another from the gene pool in a battle royale style fight to the death!
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 17:42, closed)
Goldust, Haberman, let me spell this out for you,
this man was a total cunt to me for no good reason, I therefore was and still am happy that he was being bum raped by his best mate.
Don't be a cunt to someone for no good reason and maybe they will tell you if you're being bum raped by your best mate. Otherwise they might just be happy to leave you to it for as long as it takes for you to figure it out for yourself (esp as I only moved house within the same town, not left the country!).
That is all.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 21:57, closed)
this man was a total cunt to me for no good reason, I therefore was and still am happy that he was being bum raped by his best mate.
Don't be a cunt to someone for no good reason and maybe they will tell you if you're being bum raped by your best mate. Otherwise they might just be happy to leave you to it for as long as it takes for you to figure it out for yourself (esp as I only moved house within the same town, not left the country!).
That is all.
( , Tue 26 Feb 2008, 21:57, closed)
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