XO racists pissing their pants when confronted by a Black IRL
| "jefe" | 07/25/12 | | All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace | 07/25/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/25/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/25/12 | | Richie's soul redirected to /dev/null | 07/25/12 | | ,.,...,..,,.,:,;,;,.,.,:.,:,.,,.,.,.,.:,:.,:.::,. | 07/25/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/28/12 | | ,.,...,..,.,.,;:,.:,.,.,::,..,..,:,.,.:.:.,:.::,. | 07/28/12 | | Turn her into a pleasure machine | 07/28/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/28/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/28/12 | | Doug "Sir Swish" Reemer | 07/28/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/28/12 | | Suit & Tie | 07/28/12 | | Alexander the Gay | 07/28/12 | | Emo Cyborg | 07/28/12 |
Poast new message in this thread
 |
 
Date: July 25th, 2012 5:09 PM
Author: ,.,...,..,,.,:,;,;,.,.,:.,:,.,,.,.,.,.:,:.,:.::,.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=2004396&forum_id=2#21173833) |
|
Date: July 28th, 2012 11:33 PM
Author: ,.,...,..,.,.,;:,.:,.,.,::,..,..,:,.,.:.:.,:.::,.
hey derb, howd u find xo
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=2004396&forum_id=2#21202399) |
|
Date: July 28th, 2012 11:34 PM
Author: Turn her into a pleasure machine
My old man was a heavy drinker. He used to polish off a litre of whiskey a day with a couple of beers too. He used to come back from work by 6pm, still my dad by 7pm he was wasted with almost all the booze downed. He went from being my dad to a monster. We (me and my sister) would try to disappear around the house but then regular as clockwork, we'd hear his shouting. Telling us to come here, into the living room. He made us stand to attention trying to enforce some discipline on us and then interrogate us. We couldn't move or make any eye contact. Just stare at the same bit of wallpaper while he questioned us. If we moved like scratched my nose or heaven forbid look at him he would hit us. He would ask stuff. What have you learned at school etc? My school days were a daze. I couldn't remember shit and I learnt nothing, so I lied and took a beating when he caught me out. This all started when I was 7. By the time I was 8 years old it was routine. We'd be standing there for a couple of hours. Most times nothing is said. This sad man is just watching us. Waiting for a mistake for any excuse to get shouty or violent. My mum would come home and start making dinner, while we stand there in silence. He'd find any excuse to hit me. Then my mum would step in to try and protect us (my sis is 4 years older than me) and he would smash her up, and drag her around the room by her hair. She was crying and telling us to go upstairs, and we would. Crying ourselves. Making me cry now. I could take his shit but couldn't take what he was doing to our mum. The screams were terrible and I had to cover my ears. I'd see her clothes the next day and they would covered in blood. We had a dysfunctional family... haha. My mother hated my dad and didn't sleep in the same room together. My sis slept in my mum's bed and I slept in my dad's (I'm a guy btw) He came into the room drunk as a monkey, stick his shitty music on the stereo and joined me in bed. Things happened but can't or won't remember. There was kissing I remember his stubble but the rest is a blank. This went on every day, every fucking day till I hit puberty around 1986ish.
I'm 38 now but like I said it still affect me today. I've haven't had a girlfriend since I was 8. I've had encounters since but most of them with hookers. I can't seem to get close to women. They feel like a million miles away and I feel like damaged goods.
In 2004 whilst living in a homeless shelter (I have all the luck), I had a knock on the door from the police early in the morning. Are you such and such? Yep. There's been an allegation of rape being made against you. wtf! I told them I hadn't had sex in years! which they repeated back to me in the interview room. I refused a lawyer as I had nothing to hide. Again and again the same questions. Go back to the cell to be taken out for the same questions. I was thinking some fucker had set me up. I was seriously contemplating suicide just before the arrest so this didn't help. The police were convinced it was me. Saying the woman had a witness, her flatmate, and she was willing to be DNA tested. They wanted hair, nail, skin samples and a swab of something from my dick from some old woman doctor. I had to drop my pants in a room full of police officers while this woman is rubbing my dick with a cotton bud. I was pleading with my dick not to get hard. But he betrayed me anyway. Long story short. One of the guy's who I lived with at the shelter, used my name, why I have no idea, had repeatedly had sex with a girl and gave her my address at the dispersed property I was living at. She confided in her local church to the reverend, which just happened to be my local church. I had been going to that church for 3 months and got really friendly with the reverend and was seriously considering being baptised by them. Anyway they contacted the police and they arrested me. Whatever little possessions I had they took them as evidence and I refused to go outside thinking someone had set me up. My so called friend and neighbour accused of rape, swears he didn't. The case against him was dropped as he admitted he had consensual intercourse with her.
Anyway that's a bit my shitty story. Sorry if it's sporadic and full of mistakes. I'd find it hard to re-read.
(do I post this or not?)..
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=2004396&forum_id=2#21202412) |
|
Date: July 28th, 2012 11:38 PM
Author: Doug "Sir Swish" Reemer
A 50- something year old white woman arrived at her seat on a crowded flight and immediately didn't want the seat. The seat was next to a black man. Disgusted, the woman immediately summoned the flight attendant and demanded a new seat. The woman said "I cannot sit here next to this black man." The fight attendant said "Let me see if I can find another seat." After checking, the flight attendant returned and stated "Ma'am, there are no more seats in economy, but I will check with the captain and see if there is something in first class." About 10 minutes went by and the flight attendant returned and stated "The captain has confirmed that there are no more seats in economy, but there is one in first class. It is our company policy to never move a person from economy to first class, but being that it would be some sort of scandal to force a person to sit next to an UNPLEASANT person, the captain agreed to make the switch to first class." Before the woman could say anything, the attendant gestured to the black man and said, "Therefore sir, if you would so kindly retrieve your personal items, we would like to move you to the comfort of first class as the captain doesn't want you to sit next to an unpleasant person." Passengers in the seats nearby began to applause while some gave a standing ovation.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=2004396&forum_id=2#21202451) |
|
|
The most prestigious law school admissions discussion board in the world.
